Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 312

Angela's face darkened swiftly, "What do you mean?"

For excessive excitement, her voice broke slightly, indicating her nervousness.

"As I have said: nothing. I just hope we both can mind our own business," Jessica said sincerely. "Angela, you are not suitable for business affairs, just like your brother. Uncle Chante made a wise decision not mandating you two to take charge of the company."

Angela clenched her fists, "You had spent three years to frame me up. Do you think Lawson will believe you if you tell him that I'm not pregnant?"

"He may not believe me, but I can convince him to get you another check-up. Angela, are you sure you can still shield him for this then?"

Angela swallowed hard, wiped her temple with one hand, and rubbed it to her clothes silently.

"You don't need to rush the answer. The meal just began, you can answer me upon we finishing it." Jessica unwrapped the pair of chopsticks, put them on Angela's plate, and then picked up some needle mushroom for her.

Angela remained silent with knitted brows, seemingly making a tough decision.

Jessica glanced at her with a snicker. She put a few coles into the pot, and got them out soon after before eating them elegantly.

"Even you can convince Lawson, but what can he do to me when I have James on my side. Let alone you are not certain of convincing him." Angela stood up, leaning forward with her hands pressing on the table, glaring at Jessica.

Jessica pulled out a tissue and wiped her mouth gently, "So you admit you are not pregnant?"

Hearing that, Angela's face turned pale. She bluffed in vain, "I never lied to Lawson. I am pregnant, or I can't hide this from him."

"You know it in your heart," Jessica said slowly. "Angela, don't be silly. You are James's girlfriend now, and you will get far more than 160 million after marrying him.

"Besides, our company will pay the balance to the Chante Group, together with the interest and penalty. The Chante Group will bear no losses."

Angela hesitated, seemingly having been convinced.

"Go ahead. The hot pot tastes good." Jessica nudged a plate of pig lung to Angela.

Angela, who had been hanging her head down, looked up to Jessica suddenly, turning composed, "James had even threatened Lawson to protect me, so I bet he will not leave me alone this time."

With a touch of scorn crossing her face, Jessica asked with concern, "Are you sure ...."

"It's two o'clock now. You have ten hours left to get the money ready, or you will see the news that the Smith Group had a deliberate default to the Chante Group just for your grudge against me," Angela interrupted Jessica with an ugly look before she went out with her bag.

Watching Angela's figure disappearing in her sight, Jessica's smile froze on her face, with scorn in her eyes.

Judging from the words from Angela upon arrival, she had thought Angela became smart.

Essentially, she was still a fool.

James deserved a much better woman.

Jessica picked up a glass of juice on the table and took a sip. Even if James wouldn't be with her, he shouldn't choose Angela.

Nobody else was eligible to match with James. She herself barely met the standard.

She took her cellphone to inform her staff to get ready for the payment and then called Lawson. "Hello, Lawson ... Nothing much. I haven't seen you for a long time that I'm kind of missing you ..."

Angela restored her calmness a while after walking out of the restaurant, with anger and unease dispersing from her face.

The love bites on her neck were so conspicuous, coupled with her frequent trending on the social media, leading passersby to cast constant glances at her.

Angela put on her coat, but with only two buttons on it, the marks on her neck couldn't be covered at all. She didn't mind and let herself be sized up by others.

It's crowded in the shopping mall. Around a dozen of shoppers were waiting outside the elevator.

Standing at the end of the queue, Angela heard a handful of people nearby chatting about her, "She looks pretty, also in good shape. But it's really a disaster to match a yellow coat with a lime hoodie."

Hearing that, Angela smirked unnoticeably. She entered the elevator, came out at the first floor underground, and took out a bag deposited in the supermarket's locker.

She went to the restroom with the bag, took off the hoodie in a cubicle, and took out the grey turtleneck she had been in that morning before pulling it on.

Halfway through her change, something came into her mind. She stripped off the turtleneck, took out make-up remover and cotton pads, and rubbed against the marks on her neck before putting the sweater back on.

In fact, repeat pinches on the neck could make similar marks to the love bites.

But Jessica was so suspicious that she could easily see through any trick. Hence Angela went on modifying the marks with cosmetics so that they looked more akin to love bites.

Snap!

Angela went out of the cubicle with her belongings after packing up. There were quite a lot of people waiting for their turn. A woman standing outside looked a bit surprised on seeing her with a heap of belongings.

"Excuse me," Angela said to that woman, and then she stopped in front of the mirror to check her appearance before stepping out.

Hum—

Hum—

The cellphone started buzzing suddenly.

Angela took it out, shoot a look at the screen and a smile lifted the corners of her mouth. She was about to answer it when she bumped into someone.

"Sorry ...," Angela said immediately. However, her voice cut off the moment she recognized the person she knocked into.

It's Danis. He was standing in front of her in casual clothes, which Angela found—after a quick peek—was of the inferior brands she hadn't heard of, instead of his usual three-piece suits.

What's more, his hair grew longer, as if it hadn't been taken care of for a long time. Danis was not the same elegant guy anymore.

Angela cast her eyes on him before walking away from him with a frown, yet he followed up rapidly. Meanwhile, the caller hung up for nobody answered during the long wait.

"Is it funny to break your own word once and again, Danis?" Angela asked coldly.

Bitterness glittered in his eyes as Danis saw her unyielding attitude, "I'm going abroad, maybe it'll be a long time before I come back. So I come here to see you."

"Now you have seen me, and could you please let me go?" Angela said in a dead voice.

Danis forced a smile. He raised his hand, in an attempt to touch her head like before.

Angela stepped back and recoiled, with disgust in her eyes, "Mr. Smith, behave yourself please."

"I broke off my engagement with the Delia family and threatened to split with my family too. They thought I was acting on impulse and would return home soon. So they hadn't stopped me.

"Later they found I was serious, so they forced me to go back by making me fired by my employer, banning big companies from hiring me, and invalidating my bank cards," Danis said with his hand laying down, bitterness, guilt as well as a complex emotion mixing up in his eyes.