Desperate Lovers

Chapter 48 What's Your Status?

Angela took a taxi to Family Brown in a restless state of mind. There were many people who came to

Denise's birthday party. When they saw Angela come in, they were talking about her in groups.

"Wasn't Angela in jail for attempted murder?

Has she come out?"

"How does someone like her could get in here?

The thought of a murderer here gives me the creeps."

"Anyway, she's still the daughter of the Chante family. How could she dressed like that and came here? NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

It's so incredible!"

Along with their discussions and strange eyes, Angela walked to a corner of the party as if nothing had

happened and sat down.

There had been a man in a suit sitting here as well, who frowned and left with a disgusted look on his

face when he saw her sitting down.

Angela didn't care. She paid her attention to the entrance and it seemed that there was a stone

blocking her heart.

James hadn't come yet, probably because he was hurt a bit seriously.

James was always ruthless. Angela had no idea how he would retaliate her since she hurt him just now

by accident.

"Miss Angela, Mrs Brown wants you to come over."

The maid said as she walked up to Angela.

Angela nodded and followed the maid to Denise's room on the second floor along with others’ surprises

or curious eyes.

"Here is Angela."

Denise was in a long purple evening dress, noble and elegant. Light crow's feet appeared in her

corners of eyes when she smiled.

Denise’s eyes lingered for a moment on Angela's unevenly short hair and scar on her forehead. Then

she moved away her eyes quickly without the slightest rudeness.

The friendly senior held the same attitude as two years ago towards Angela, but Angela was a bit

reserved.

Drooping her eyes, she said respectfully,

"Hello, Mrs Brown."

"Why don't you wish me eighteen years this time, and grow younger and younger?"

Denise teased.

Angela pursed her lips and didn't answer.

The difference in their status and her experiences in the past two years had made her no longer dare to

joke with Mrs Brown as casually as before.

"Alas! Angela has been mature."

Stroking Angela’s short hair, Denise sighed and changed the topic, "I prepared the dress according to

your size two years ago, and I don't know if it is still fit for you, so try it on first."

The maid took the nude pink evening dress and handed it to Angela with both hands.

"No, thanks Mrs Brown, I just want to see my mom and I’ll leave."

Angela didn't took the dress. She was content that Denise had agreed to let her come to the party.

Many knew that Angela had been in prison for two years, so she was afraid that she would embarrass

or discredit her auntie if she went to the party.

Denise took Angela’s hand and pretended to blame her,

"It's my birthday. Is it not appropriate for you to just see your mother and just leave?”

"But my status ......"

Angela licked her dry lips, and she was too embarrassed to say anything else.

"What's your status?"

Denise interrupted her with a smile, "You're just a junior that I like."

She didn't give Angela a chance to refuse, and directly gave orders to the maid, ''Ask Colin to come

here to set Angela’s hair and do her make-up when she is dressed.

This makeup is so light that it can't even been seen at night when the lights is on."

Angela didn't want to spoil this birthday party because of herself, and she didn't know how to face her

parents. Angela still wanted to say something, while Denise said before her, "Angela, there are many

guests today, so I’ll go out.

If you need anything, just call Mandy or someone else."

After saying that, she left right away.

Angela looked at the closed door with a complicated expression.

It was more than two hours after she had changed the clothes. When she went to the party, there were

more people and beautiful ladies in delicate dress everywhere.

The crowd raised their glasses while talking and laughing.

"Do you think whether Mrs. Brown didn’t mind Angela’s imprisonment and still wanted Angela to be her

daughter-in-law, considering that she called Angela over to change her clothes and style her?"

"It can't be, can it?

How could a family like the Brown Family want a daughter-in-law who's ever been in jail? Maybe Mrs

Brown just thought it's too humiliating for her to dress like that."

As Angela passed through the crowd, she heard someone discussing her.

She paused for a moment, then headed for the table at the corner.

A man and woman were already sitting around the table. When they saw her coming, they both got up

and left, winking and making sighs to one another.

Angela sat down and glanced at the crowd but she didn’t see James, which made her perturbed.

Since he hasn't come back after such long time, was he badly hurt?

"Angela?"

Jessica pushed her wheelchair and came over at this time. She looked at Angela narrowly and then

laughed,

"I thought you'd come here in your work uniform. So you have prepared a dress. No wonder I searched

for you for a long time but failed."

Danis stood behind Jessica, his eyes lingering on Angela for a while, and then he forced himself to

move away his eyes.

Angela frowned, and didn't say a word. Then she took a piece of cake to eat.

"I suppose your dress is customized."

Jessica bit her lip and advised,

"Angela, it's better to match your consumption with your salary level, and don't do anything you

shouldn't do out of vanity."

"What’s the thing I shouldn't do?

Being a mistress of a rich man?"

Angela couldn't eat more than one bite of the cake, and there was sarcasm in her brow.

"I'm just giving you some advice for your own good."

Jessica sighed, "You don't need to be so hostile to me all the time."

Angela pulled out a paper towel to wipe the crumbs of cakes on her mouth, and went to another table.

She felt the air was filthy wherever Jessica was.

"How could you treat Jessica with such an attitude, who are so kind to give you advice?"

Danis walked up to Angela and blocked her way, "Or are you annoyed that Jessica was telling the

truth?"

Every time Danis thought Angela had sex with other men for the sake of money, he felt so

uncomfortable.

"There's no need to tell Mr. Danis if I'm annoyed or not.

Besides,”

Angela sneered, "Even if I sleep with others for money, does it have anything to do with Miss Jessica

and Mr. Danis?"

The two was disgusting to poke their nose into others’ business.

Danis felt his throat was dry. It really had nothing to do with him, and he didn’t have stance to blame

her.

"Of course it has something with me.

After all, you used to be my friend. You can turn me for help if you need money, and there's no need to

betray your body for money."

Jessica raised her voice and said with sincerity.

There were quite a few people there even though it was at the corner of the party. .

Hearing this, many people looked over, either in disbelief, surprise, disgust or pure amusement.

"Anyhow, she's still the daughter of the Chante family, how could she betray her body for the sake of

money?

Is it unreal?"

"It's quite possible since Angela has broken off relationship with the Chante family two years ago."

"She's healthy, why does she work for money?"

“Are you kidding?

Angela didn't even get into college, and it was the Chante family that spent a lot of money to get her

into a second-rate university.

What could an unambitious rich kid like her do but spending their family’s money?"

Angela clenched her fists tightly, with anger churning and screaming in her blood. There were wine

glasses, plates and vases on the table right beside her. She wished to hit Jessica with these things,

even if she would end up in jail in the worst case scenario.