Desperate Lovers

With a well-off family, Angela used to treat her cynically. Now that Angela was completely down and out, Cathleen didn't want to have mercy on her anymore. She lifted her brows, and reached out to Danis with a baby voice, "Angela is our old friend anyway.

Shall we catch up after all these days?"

Danis didn't say anything. He glanced at her faintly.

Angela knew she couldn't get away from this.

It was just a matter of time.

This was the reason why James sent her here.

There were countless people she used to offend. Now they couldn't wait to laugh at her.

Even Cathleen didn't do this today, others would for sure.

Angela resigned herself.

She licked her dry lips and said to Julia in a low voice,

"Please inform the manager that a guest asks me to accompany them, and make sure she won't count this as my absence."

Julia simply figured out that Cathleen was malicious toward her.

While she also got mad at Angela, for the cover-up about her years in prison. She shut her eyes to her.

Angela didn't care either. She ghostly followed their steps.

They got on the elevator and walked towards a VIP room.

Cathleen realized how downcast Angela was. She gleefully slipped her arm around Angela shoulder, and pushed the door.

The smell of alcohol wafted out.

The room was dark. Angela couldn't see clearly, but she heard the voice from a drunk man.

"You are finally here, Danis. Get three cups as your forfeit for being late. Don't stop him, Cathleen."

Cathleen arched her lip and moved to the control panel. The light flashed out and the room suddenly turned bright, just as in the daytime. People in the room complained a lot, but Cathleen didn't pay attention. She pushed Angela to the front, "Check out who she is, everybody." Instantly, all eyes wandered towards Angela, with either a scrutinized or playful look.

Angela's palms got sweaty, but her face remained calm.

Then someone yelled out,

"Damn. Is this Angela, the rich lady of the Chante family?

I've heard that she went to prison for attempted murder?

Is that her for sure?"

The whole room went ballistic, soon after their discussion. Cathleen smiled with satisfaction. She bumped Angela's shoulder, "What's wrong with you? Say hello to everyone." Angela sucked at her lips towards the sneering stares.

"I'm Angela."

Danis turned his eyes to her with knitted brows.

Neon signs flashed far. This bustling city revealed a ruthless breath tonight.

Lee stood in the office. He took a cautious glance towards his desk, "Gabriela just asked if you want to intervene personally to the club?"

James sat in a leather chair treacherously, with his haute couture and handcrafted grey suit.

He was playing with a black lighter in his hand.

The ring on his index finger was a bit dazzling under the light, same as himself.

His eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he asked with a heavy voice,

"Is Danis there?"

"Yes."

"Clink."

The lighter made a sound as he lit the cigarette. He raised his lips, "They could have some fun with Danis there.

Ask Gabriela to leave them alone."

James closed his eyes when he imagined about the passive look of Angela.

He didn't believe that Angela would completely turn into a different person in just two years.

The cigarette burned little by little. It was a long night...

Angela couldn't remember how much she had drunk. Her stomach felt terribly on fire.

She thought she could die for one more sip.

But she wouldn't beg for mercy, because no one here would stop this for her.00000000