Desperate Lovers

Danis sat in the couch and stared at Angela.

These people were good at playing dirty tricks. They mixed the liquor for her. Even Angela could drink a lot, it still harmed her body. Cathleen sat straight aside as a winning peacock.

Danis couldn't stand this anymore. He saw Cathleen mixed another cup for Angela.

He snatched the cup and gulped it down.

The spicy taste was like a knife. His stomach felt terribly hot.

Cathleen's face was darkened with rage when she saw what Danis did.

"Danis?

What are you doing? This is for Angela."

Danis glared at her without a word. He walked to Angela and picked her up from the couch.

"Come with me."

Angela got hurt, as she was grasped by him. She was taken from the room before she even realized about it. "Danis, where are we going?"

He didn't respond. He dragged her all along. When they went outside, Danis finally released her hand. Angela could barely stand by herself with her injured leg. She fell to the ground after being released by him. She was a little awake by the cold bricks and freezing weather. Then she turned her head up in doubt. Noticing her look, Danis asked with full disappointment, "Is it fun to degrade youself?"

She slightly faltered.

"Why did you hurt Jessica? You choose to come back and feast around even as an inferior receptionist?"

Is it worth ruining both of you just for James?"

"Danis..."

Cathleen hurriedly caught up, with a glass of drink in her hand.

She shrank when noticing what she saw.

Danis pursued Angela really hard. Same as what Angela did to James back then.

If Angela didn't hit Jessica unexpectedly, Danis might not give up on her.

So she was afraid that Danis still had feelings for Angela.

When she struggled to leave with Danis, a silver-gray Ferrari pulled up steadily with double flashes.

Then a familiar voice arose behind Angela.

"What happened?

What are you doing here?"

Angela turned around and saw James getting out of the car.

The driver quickly drove the car away.

James walked up to her steadily, and snorted, "What's wrong with you?

Do you know how to greet guests properly after being trained for half a month?"

Angela revived. She tried hard to rise from the ground and bowed to James respectfully.

"Good evening, Mr. Harvey."

James didn't say anything. Angela maintained her position, which made her feel sick and shaking slightly.

James squinted when he smelled of alcohol from her,

"You are not allowed to drink during work hours."

"I'm sorry, I..."

Danis frowned at Angela's humble look. He stepped forward spontaneously and blocked James a little, "What a coincidence to meet you here, James."

Coincidence?

No one would believe that.

James would never come to a place like this, unless someone tipped him off. He was the big boss of this club.

"I've heard that you just came back from the States. I thought you barely come here. What happened?

Did any of your minions displease you?"

He asked, and glanced at Angela unconcernedly, "Did your manager teach you what to do when you annoy a guest?"

Angela turned towards Danis. She made a deep bow.

"Sorry, Mr. Danis. I hope you can forgive me."

Danis didn't respond, with a dour look on his face.

James tucked his cuffs in and sneered, "I guess you don't want to accept her apology at all.

Well then, she can just kneel here.

She won't be allowed to get up until you are no longer mad at her..."

Angela thinned her mouth firmly, with a pair of reddened eyes. She turned back and saw the gelid look of James.

He would drive her up the wall for sure.☐☐☐