Desperate Lovers

Chapter 112 Apologize to Angela

One thing after another, James were overwhelmed, and he interrupted her with an unusual annoyance,

"Is there something else you're calling about?"

Silence.

Only after a long time did Denise say.

"Jessica was injured because of you after all, she's about the same age as you, and she's fine in every

way.

Your grandfather said that you should be engaged to Jessica so that the Harvey family would not fall

into disrepute."

"I'll take care of this myself, you tell Grandpa not to worry about it."

After James finished speaking, he hung up directly with a gloomy face.

*

Angela also saw the message from Julia, the corner of her mouth pulled out a sneer and tossed her

phone aside, not paying too much attention to the new WeChat number that Gabriela had pulled in.

With thousands of employees at the Dream Club, some leaving and some coming, and people coming

in and out of the work group every day, it was really not surprising that a new person was added in.

Angela drew the curtains, took off her white shirt and dress, and changed into her own clothes.

Julia had been watching her, and naturally saw the dense hickeys on her body, "Angela, you ...... have

these on you ...... so did you succeed or not?"

"Are you asking if I succeeded in seducing him, or if I succeeded in leaving the clubhouse?"

Angela walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, the sunlight spilled in that moment, the body

warmed, but the heart was still cold.

When Julia saw her face, she knew she shouldn't ask more questions, but she really couldn't control

her curiosity, "Is it different?"

"It doesn't matter if my seducing him works or not, just gets a picture or video of us being intimate to

blackmail him and I'll be out of here."

Angela did not know why she had to say this to Julia whose heart was not pure, perhaps ...... because

she was too lonely.

Julia moved closer to her, her voice lowered, "Did you get that photo or video?"

Angela turned around, and gave her a look without speaking.

She was standing against the light and couldn't see her expression, but Julia felt the depression around

her, "Maybe there's another way, so don't be too disappointed."

With her head bowed, Angela approached her a little, reaching her side before saying in a slightly

muffled voice.

"Well, after another ten or twenty years have passed, maybe Mr. James and Miss Jessica won't bother

with me about these old matters."

Julia couldn't tell if Angela really thought so or said it on purpose, she smiled sarcastically and said

guiltily and slightly ingratiatingly.

"Let's think about it again, maybe we can come up with something good."

"Maybe."

Angela gave a perfunctory response and sat down on the bed to stare.

Previously, she was still expecting to get a few photos or an intimate video to blackmail James, but now

that the plan had failed, the day had suddenly run out of hope.

Should she stay in the Dream Club like this day after day, living in the shadow of James and Jessica?

She didn't want to.

But there was no way for her to leave, not even to die.

If she died, the cost would be count on the Chante Family by James, and she could care less about

Mom and Dad.

But her brother and sister-in-law had helped her a lot, both explicitly and implicitly, and she did not want

to harm them.

Toot--

Toot--

Angela and Julia's phones vibrated one after another, the former remained in a dazed position,

motionless, while the latter picked up her phone and looked at it.

"Angela!"

Julia looked at the message in the group, her eyes lit up, she trotted to Angela's bed and sat beside

her, "This Henry said that the screenshots of your nude photos posted before were all made by him.

When people in the surveillance room happened to go out at that time, and no one saw the surveillance

of your nude section, he apologized to you in the group."

Angela hummed carelessly, not even glanced at the phone.

Another series of cell phone vibrations sounded.

Julia looked at her carefully and said with surprise.

"Angela, the people who said the most mean things about you before are all @ you now and

apologizing to you!"

Angela hung her head low and didn't make a sound, not really cared if anyone apologized to her.

She wondered what she was going to do after that.

Seeing her like this, Julia silenced her voice, stood up, and sat down on a side chair. She paddled her

phone, and looked through the messages in the group.

Many people, who could not get a response in the group from Angela, or private chat with Angela, sent Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

their messages to Julia, asking her to apologize to Angela for them.

[Julia, do you live in the same dormitory with Angela?

Is she with you now?

(almost crying. jpg) Tell her that I'm sorry, I really didn't have any bad intentions when I said that before,

I just had a cheap mouth and casually teased her a few times].

[Julia, your brother and sister-in-law usually treat you well, right?

You have to say a few good words for us in front of Angela. We also listened to the others talking hot

and heavy, followed by two painless words. How do we know what they say is true or not!

[I sent a message to Angela and she didn't reply it. I wanted to call her and didn't have her cell phone

number, so I had to come to you.

[Julia, ask Angela to forgive me for those jokes I said, after the matter is completed, I will listen to all

the words you said!

These people who said terrible words about Angela, were now apologizing anxiously to her.

The words were so earnest that they did not seem like a show.

There were even some people who had little contact with Julia and were afraid that she wouldn't help,

so they directly sent her red envelopes of hundreds and thousands dollars via Wechat, begging her for

help.

Julia looked at the empty-eyed Angela, the guilt in her heart grew a little more. She put away her phone

and walked over to Angela, squatting down and looking up at her, "Angela?"

“What’s wrong?”

Angela gave her an expressionless look, like an oil lamp burning out, weak, tired, with only a little

remnant of life left in it.

Seeing this, Julia's voice was much softer, and she nodded somewhat sheepishly at her phone, ''Those

people who laughed at you before don't know what's going on, but they're all suddenly apologizing to

you.

They couldn't find you, and then they all came to me because they thought I was closer to you."

She licked her lips, "Some people even sent me red envelopes with money, I ...... I took them.

Tell me if you want to forgive them. If you do, I'll transfer that money I received to you, and if not, I'll

give it back to them."

Angela moved her body, straightened her upper body a litter, and gave a sneer, "I'm not into their

money."

That was a rejection.

"You used to be the pampered girl of the Chante Family, so naturally you don't care about this amount

of money."

Julia advised her with her own life experience, "But you don't have much of a monthly salary now, so

you can still live a little more generously by taking their money."

Angela laughed, this time without sarcasm, but without joy either, "With money, and then what?

Where can I spend the money when I have no vacation, live and eat at the Dream Club, and only

wears a uniform during working hours?"

"You can buy the bag you like, get a new phone ......"

It was the first time that Julia had met someone who resented having too much money; there was so

much to spend that she would just feel the money was not enough.