Desperate Lovers

Chapter 69 A Trade

“Then forget it.”

"It's no fun punishing you."

James stood at his desk with his back to her. Then he took a sip of tea from the cup. A dark expression

flashed under his eyes.

Angela knew he didn’t want to spare her brother.

Angela stood up, but immediately forced herself to sit down. Then she said as calmly as she could,

"I'm not as smart as Jessica, why don’t you just tell me what you want?"

"The lobby of the Dream Club lobby was ruined. You’ll have to pay for the loss with all the money you

earned for the rest of your life."

Nine out of ten of those vases that Greyson smashed were antiques.

"You don't have to worry about that, my brother will pay for any financial losses."

Angela said.

James put down his teacup and turned to look at her. He supported himself with both hands on the

table, and said, ''You smash my things and you just pay for it?”

It’s like somebody returned as much money as I lent to him… that’s a loss for me."

"You can tell my brother how much you think is appropriate, and he would never ask for a bargain."

As soon as he mentioned money, Angela knew that this was negotiable. So she was less nervous than

before.

"I don’t need your money."

James's eyes fell on her swollen face. He looked grim in the eyes and said, "I’m very interested in the

piece of land in the new planning area of G City that the Chante group has recently purchaesd."

Angela didn’t know what to say. She could never and ever interfere in the company's affairs.

“No?

OK, just forget about it."

James spoke as if he couldn’t care less.

"I didn’t say anything!"

Only after she said it did she realize that she was too emotional. She adjusted herself and said,

“It's something that I'll have to let my brother and the others decide. It’s not my decision to make."

James curved his lips, his pupils mirroring her figure. Then he said, "You’d better move fast, I don't

have much patience."

Angela nodded and frowned as he headed for the door.

The incident two years ago when she hit Jessica and end up in jail had already made her family upset

with her.

This time her brother got into trouble because of her, and now he has to lost a piece of land because of

it. She knew her family would hate her even more.

“Wait!”|

Her hand had just gripped the doorknob when James called out to her.

She turned back with her head down, asking,

"Anything else you want me to do, Mr. Harvey?"

"Danis will get engaged on National Day, and his family reminded me not to let you go over there and

make trouble."

James picked up a cup of tea and put it to his mouth, but instead of drinking it, he inclined his head and

looked at her.

Angela looked up. She hesitated and then hummed. She seemed a little sad.

There were many people with messy private lives in the circle, but she had always thought that Danis

was an exception. She didn't expect him to come and mess with her before he was engaged to

Cathleen.

It made her feel sick.

Seeing this, James hummed lightly and placed his teacup on the table. Then he frowned.

He wondered if she was sad because she was blocked away from Danis’ engagement party.

Angela stumbled out of the president's office with all kinds of thoughts in her mind.

DING!

The elevator arrived at the first floor.

"Hey, you're here, too?"

Raya stood outside the elevator and she seemed so surprised. "What a surprise for us to run into each

other again in just one day, right?"

Angela curled her lips and got out of the elevator. Then she answered, "What a coincidence!"

Sean nodded at her and dragged Raya into the elevator. Then he quickly pressed the close button.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

Raya glared at him, both hands on her waist. Then she yelled, "I still have a few things to ask her!"

Sean pushed his golden frame glasses and gave her a standard handsome smile, "It's just gossip. You

don’t have to ask her."

Raya rolled her pretty eyes and muttered, "You’re such a dictator..."

“What are you saying?”

Sean asked with his right hand on her shoulder.

“Hyah!”

Raya smiled from ear to ear. "I said you look so handsome in this suit today, even more handsome than

usual!"

Sean rubbed her bun and said, "That’s my honest girl."

Raya kept talking with him.

The two got out of the elevator at thirty-sixth floor. Then Raya followed behind Sean, but she started to

retreat when she saw the sign of the president's office. She looked so afraid and asked, "I’ve got a

stomachache. I’m afraid it’s my period coming. I got to go now!"

"Scared?"

Sean dragged her back by her collar and asked. "It’s not like James would eat you alive."

Raya covered her belly with a painful face. Then she begged, "I'm not scared, I'm having my period

and I need to change my sanitary napkin!"

"If I remember correctly, this is the third time you've had your period this month."

Sean let go of her collar and looked down at her with a smile.

Raya felt so desperate.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?"

Sean raised his eyebrows slightly, seeing her nodding like a chicken pecking rice. He found it so funny.

"That’s all you’ve got?

There's a new case today, so go back and get the client files together."

"Thank you, love you, bye…"

By the time she said the last word, Raya had already run inside the elevator.

Sean sighed and rubbed his brows. Then he walked to the president's office and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

A clear, cold voice came from inside.

Sean pushed the door open. The faint smell of cigarettes immediately took over his sense of smell.

He looked at the tall and lean figure standing in front of the French window and asked,

"Something bothering you?"

"Well, I’m poor."

James turned over to look at him. He put down the half cigarette and threw it into the ashtray.

Sean took off his golden-framed glasses and threw them onto the coffee table. Then he asked, "You're

poor? Then what am I?

Extraordinarily poor?"

"Want some tea?"

James asked. He then poured a cup of tea and put it on the table.

Sean glanced at it with a million dislikes. He didn’t want to drink it at all. Then he asked, "Did you do

that on purpose?

How many times have I told you that I prefer coffee to tea!"

"I am trying to be polite. Don't take it too seriously."

James picked up the tea he had just poured and took a sip. Then he put it back on the coffee table.

“Ha-ha…”

Sean sneered and placed the file envelops together on the table. "I’m done with Greyson's case."

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You’re so narrow-minded."

James looked at Sean and sat down next to him.

Sean had no time for bullshit. He said with a serious face,

"Auntie Elva is my parents’ friend. They called me and asked me to stay away from this case."

James hummed. His face didn’t change much.

"It has something to do with the person you love, I thought you'd at least yell at me."

Sean stood up. He went over and made his own coffee.

"I couldn’t care less about what you do."

James leaned on the sofa, watching Sean making coffee. Then he continued, "One more thing… she’s

not the person I love. She's just a possible person for a beneficiary marriage."

Sean stopped making coffee and turned to look at him. He said in surprise, "Beneficiary marriage?

A possible person?

Then why did you snap Angela's leg for her two years ago?"

For a moment, he even forgot James said he couldn’t care less about him.

"That's the punishment Angela deserved, it has nothing to do with Jessica."

James's brow furrowed slightly, and then it quickly unfolded. He looked as calm as before.

"Tsk."

Sean carried his coffee and walked to the coffee table. Then he sat down and said, "Jessica lost her

legs for you, but you only treat her as your possible partner for a beneficiary marriage. That’s a bit cold-

blood."