Desperate Lovers

James look sideways at Sean and asked, "Which school did you go?

Can't you tell the difference between rationality and cold-blood?"

"You tell me. I'm not the one who always had the lowest points in the class."

Sean raised his leg to kick, only to be interrupted by James's words. "The suit is worth 120,000 yuan. I'll give you a friendship discount, which was two thousand for each footprint you'll leave on it. Just transfer the money to my bank account after you finish..

It doesn't matter if you've forgotten my account number, I'll have my assistant send it to you."

Sean retracted his foot with lightning speed and said, "You're such a snobby penny pincher."

James ignored him.

"But seriously, Jessica has too much on her mind, so you'd better watch out for her."

Sean lamented. "She had set me up for several times, but I found no way to accuse her."

James hooked his lips and said. "Obviously, there's a huge gap between your IQ and mine." "James,"

Sean said as he continued to make coffee. "Would it kill you not to insult me?"

James replied indifferently,

"It wouldn't be that serious, but it surely will make me very sad."

The coffee scent spread. Sean blew it and took a sip, "This coffee is good, and it would be a waste if you keep it. I'll take it with me later."

James hummed carelessly and said, "There are still a few jars at home, just take them all if you like."

"I'll get then as soon as I finish this one."

Sean put down his coffee at his disdainful gaze. Then he asked,

"What exactly did Angela do to you two years ago? It wasn't enough for you to snap her legs and send her to jail, but you had to keep her at the Dream Club?"

James's eyes flickered and glanced at him. Then he asked, "Want to know?"

Sean nodded. "Just curious."

"Then go on being curious."

James's sad and swapped his folded legs. He tugged his tie, frowning.

"You're so ruthless."

Sean said as he picked up the gold-rimmed glasses on the coffee table. Then he wiped it, and put it back on. "James, you can do whatever you want, but you should at least leave a way out for her. It's better for both of you."

A idea crossed James's mind. He snorted and said, "Did your parents send you here to plead for my mercy on Angela?"

"Sort of."

Sean rubbed his brows and admitted helplessly.

"And that silly disciple of mine, who is chattering about how pitiful Angela is all day long. She just wouldn't give up sending me to you to intercede."

James lowered his eyes, the sunlight spilling in from behind him, and he had half the side of his face hidden in the shadows. Sean was unable to see his expression. Sean continued,

"I'm just saying off the top of my head. It's a task from my parents and Raya. Do as you please, I won't interfere,

but there's one thing...

He lengthened his tone and looked at James with meaningful looks.

James was confused. He asked, "But what?"

"Gabriela has told me a few interesting things about you and Angela recently,"

Sean pushed his glasses and said. "James, The onlooker sees most of the game. I suggest you do not go too far, or later it would be too late to regret."

James laughed and didn't seemed surprised at all. Then he said, "Don't be a lawyer, be an emotional expert instead. Or you should be a salesman, your eloquence deserves more than this." "If you don't listen to me, you'll suffer later."

Sean make clicks and left with the coffee powder in his hand. He turned around to James and said, "See you around."

After the door closed, James raised his eyebrows. Then he tapped on the table with his bony fingers. Regret?

He doubted whether he could spell the word.

Toot...

His phone vibrated, and it was his mom. She asked him to come home for dinner.

He tried to refuse out of habit, but then he swallowed the words back and said yes.

James drove back to the Harvey family, and after throwing the car keys to the maid, he went to the dining room.

He had quite a big family. His grandmother died of illness some years ago. Now there were his grandfather, his two uncles' family and his family. There were more than twenty people. Both aunts were married and didn't live in the family.

The three families always had dinner separately, except for holidays and festivals.

The old man favored his young uncle's family and basically ate with them every day. He wasn't that close to the elder uncle's family, but they generally kept a normal relationship.

"Take a seat."

Denise smiled, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were like gentle waves, adding more to her charm as a woman. She said to James, "It's all your favorite food."

James sat down and wiped his hands with a wet towel. Then he asked, "Dad's not back yet?"

"Well, there was a problem with the collaboration in England. His trip was extended by a month."

Denise lowered her eyes, looking slightly despondent.

James snorted lightly and put down the wet wipes. Then he asked in anger, "Is it because of the collaboration, or is it because of his lover?"

Denise sighed and explained helplessly,

"Why do you have to take all out on the table? Why do you have to humiliate your mom?"

"I've been calculating the days. It's time for that woman to give birth."

James picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the dish. It was nothing special.

"Well, pretty close."

Denise took an elegant bite, "I just don't know how long his love can last this time."

After she said that, the two men ate in silence for half an hour.

"Adeline found me the other day and told me that Danis will be engaged. She hopes Jessica could start her own new family as soon as possible, too."

Denise had a small appetite for dinner. She put down her chopsticks after only a few bites.

James's swallowed the food in his mouth and took a tissue to wipe the almost invisible oil stains at the corners of his mouth. Then he said, "The Smiths never know when to stop." "So what are your plans?"

Denise asked with a smile.

James leaned back in his chair, "You don't like Jessica, do you?"

"But the Smiths spread the news that Jessica was injured for you two years ago, and they even had the media hint that the two families would be joined in a marriage."

"If you don't marry her. I'm sure her family would put on a tremendous show, telling the public that you abandoned a woman who lost her legs for you, that would carry much influence on the stock price of the Harvey Group.

We'll be lucky if the price only decreased by less than one billion. I wouldn't be surprised if it decreased by several billions."

"On one hand, it's just a little loss of money, and our family isn't too concerned about it; but on the other hand, your grandpa is already over eighty years old."

"He was already in favor of your uncle, and I'm afraid he would change his last will that had been written a long time ago if you cause the company to suffer further losses over something insignificant."

Denise said.

Hearing this, James's eyes turned obscure. He asked, "You think getting married is just something insignificant?"

"If you haven't found the one you love, then it is something significant."

Denise asked the maid to serve her a bowl of soup. Then she took a small sip.

James's fingers landed on the dining room table. He was tapping mindlessly.

Seeing his reaction, Denise laughed, "What do you mean by that? Say something!

Is there someone you love?"

"You don't need to test me, if I love Angela, I would have been engaged to her two years ago."

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