Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

Angela clenched her hands and didn’t look back, “You already has a girlfriend. Aren’t you afraid of being misunderstood by the others if you continue to stay here with me?”

With the strength on her shoulders loosing, she went straight out of the stairway without even looking at Danis.

She was unlucky to meet Cathleen.

Angela paused for a moment, then moved on.

However, she went left, Cathleen went left; she went right, Cathleen also went right, blocking her way.

“What are you doing with Danis?” Catheleen asked while gnashing her teeth.

Angela retorted, “They say I broke Jessica’s leg, do you think Danis will be with his sister’s enemy?”

Cathleen hesitated, but was still concerned, “If you don’t hide something in your heart, tell me frankly, what did Danis look for you?”

“If you want to ask something, just ask me.” Danis came out from the stairway, looking upset.

The jealousy and resentment on Cathleen’s face all disappeared, leaving only panic and anxiety. She trotted up to Danis, put her arms around him and whispered, “Danis, I…”

Angela had no intention of getting involved in the crap between the couple. Without Cathleen’s stop, she went straight into the banquet hall.

At the banquet, everyone was dressed up in fancy clothes and wore makeup, holding glasses of wine, chatting and laughing.

But with her short, uneven hair and her janitorial uniform, she looked incompatible with others, not knowing where to go.

She watched James stand beside Jessica, talking to her parents. She didn’t know what he was talking about, but he had a light smile on his handsome face.

And her dad was talking and laughing with some men in suits and just averted his eyes to her and then looked away so quickly, as if he’d seen something dirty.

It was the first time that she realized she was truly alone.

“Miss, Mr. Harvey wants you to come over.” The waiter came up and said.

Angela nodded wearily, dragging her heavy legs towards James.

“Angela, your clothes are wet, you’ll catch cold if you wear them all night.” Jessica said softly. “You’d better change into my dress.”

“She broke your leg and you’re still being so nice to her, aren’t you stupid?”

Adeline was so upset that she did not live up to her expectation, “You still count money for others when they sell you out?”

Angela lowered her head and bit her lip, anger bumping against her chest, but there was nothing she could do but endure.

James chuckled lightly, and replied. “Auntie Adeline, you don’t know your own daughter very well.”

Jessica’s stupid? What a joke.

“?” Adeline looked at him, not understanding what he meant by that, while Jessica, in the wheelchair, looked quite irritated.

With absolutely no intention of explaining himself, James placed the empty glass on the waiter’s tray, grabbed another glass of champagne, and left.

Angela followed behind him. She got stomach problem, Angela felt a stomachache as she missed out a meal.

“Did Danis call you?” With stopping, James asked her carelessly.

Angela was stunned for a moment before realizing he was asking her, and she replied with an “Hmmm”.

“You’ve worked really hard to get back to this circle.” James stopped and looked over at her, “You think you broke Jessica’s leg and you still have a possibility to be with Danis? Huh?”

His dark eyes stared at her, showing no difference from usual, but she somehow felt that he was upset. She had no idea who had enraged him.

She licked her dry lips and dropped her eyes to avoid his gaze, “I didn’t.”

James laughed softly, a laugh that seemed to be sarcastic.

Angela wanted to explain, but ended up saying nothing. He never believed her words, so there was nothing to explain.

“Mr. Harvey, long time no see.” Someone greeted him with a glass of wine and a flattering smile.

James nodded and tried to leave, but when the corner of his eyes swept to Angela, he stopped again and said, “You’re Mr. Lee from Jubilee?”

“Yes!” The visitor didn’t expect James to remember his name and was flattered, “I’m Lee, and we cooperated with your company once last year…”

He said a lot and finally clinked his glass politely with James.

“I’m not a good drinker, do you mind if I have someone else drink for me, Mr. Lee?” James said politely, but before he could respond, he handed the glass directly to Angela.

Mr. Lee’s smile stiffened as he saw Angela’s uniform, then he answered, “Never mind. Never mind. It’s my pleasure.”

He lifted his glass and smiled, “I’ll drink first!”

Angela looked down at the champagne in her hand with a terrible look.

It was inevitable that she would be persuaded to drink at the party. However, if James really didn’t want to drink, no one could say anything about that.

By doing so, he was simply screwing her.

“Why you don’t drink it?” James tilted his head to look at her, “Are you looking down on Mr. Lee? Or me?”

Hearing this, Mr. Lee’s eyes fell on Angela and he frowned with an unpleasant face.

“I dare not!” Angela whispered, taking a small sip from her glass.

James glanced at the barely touched champagne and said clearly, “Just one sip, are you showing no respect for Mr. Lee?”

“How dare I?” With a bitter laugh, Angela held back the tears that almost came out of her eyes, tilted her head up and emptied the glass.

The champagne flowed down the throat into her body and a hot burning pain came from her stomach. She felt like flames baking and a thousand needles piercing through her body, but this pain was far less than the pain in her heart.

She’d had a stomachache before she went to jail, so she’d better drink less and he knew that.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

As Mr. Lee was succeeding in networking with James, more people came. All of them were trying hard to make acquaintance with James.

Losing track of how many glasses she had, Angela found her stomach burning and aching, and she was not allowed to refuse.

“If you’re going to puke, get out.” James gave her a glance. He frowned when seeing the cold sweat on Angela’s forehead, but he resumed his posture quickly.

Angela’s stomach churned so much that acid came up from her esophagus but was swallowed back.

Hearing his words, she nodded and stumbled into the bathroom with her mouth covered by her hand.

“UGH.”

She clutched at her collar and threw up as soon as she entered the cubicle.

The lunch had been digested, what came from her mouth was just acid fluid.

There was a flush. It seemed that two people came out of the cubicle. They turned on the faucet and washed their hands, chatting,

“Did you see Angela at the party today?”

“Of course I saw her, it was hard not to notice when she dressed like that. How could she have the nerve to come to an event like this? Aren’t she feeling ashamed?”

“It’s fine if she simply makes herself embarrassed, but it’s embarrassing me as well.

I used to hang out with her and went to KTV with her, but a lot of people said I was her friend and asked me why I didn’t go to say hi!”

“Jessica is just too nice. How good it will be if she just sued Angela with attempted murder and let her spend the rest of her life in jail.”

Snap.

Angela opened the cubicle door and stepped out, looking quietly at the two women patching up their makeup in front of the mirror.

Like Jessica, they were her former “bosom friends”.