Elva stopped crying, eyes taken over by despair. After a while, she asked with a trembling voice,
"Is that what you think of me after all these years?
A wimp who can't do anything but cry?"
"Isn't that an accepted fact?"
Lorenzo asked.
"How much do you think your 20% of shares would worth the price if I hadn’t developed the Chante Group into such a tremendous group today?
You don't deserve those shares at all!"
Elva's jaw dropped as she listened. She was unable to speak for a long time.
Greyson disliked his parents because of what happened to Angela, and he felt nothing but annoyed as the two argued. Now he was lying on the hospital bed, watching them coldly.
And Luna, as the daughter-in-law, felt she was in no position to interver at this time. The ward was instantly so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
At that moment, somebody sneered suddenly.
It was Angela. She adjusted her sitting position and said to Lorenzo,
"You’ve talked so much downright nonsense, and failed to make a single point.”
You should reflect on and ask yourself… you had taken over the company only because my grandparents died in a car accident. Otherwise, how could a poor man like you, who had to be funded by Grandma for college tuition and living expenses, become a boss?"
"You... you shut up!"
Lorenzo hated it when people brought out his past as a poor boy. Now he was covering his chest, panting and pointing to Angela, "You..."
BANG
At that moment, the door was pushed open from outside and James walked in.
He skimmed Angela first and saw she was fine. Then he withdrew his gaze. His handsome face became slightly sunken as he interrupted Lorenzo, "Mr. and Mrs. Chante, please excuse us for a second."
When James looked over, Angela avoided eye contact with him, and when he moved his gaze away, she didn't look at him either. She lowered her eyes and didn’t know where she should be looking at.
Lorenzo said, "James, you..."
He had barely opened his mouth before he was once again interrupted by James coolly, "Please show yourself out, immediately."
"We will, if you insist."
Lorenzo's face still looked upset, but he had regained his usual refined demeanor, "It's about that piece of land in G City, I want to talk to you."
James frowned slightly as he fixed his eyes on Angela once more.
She didn't look at him because she was lowering her head down. He could only see her side, which looked even thinner than before.
His heart ached slightly and his adam apple rolled. Then he pulled the door open and went out.
Lorenzo had been looking for James recently, but every time, he would be told that “He is not in”, or “He is in a meeting, and this is not the proper time”, “He is very busy today and didn’t have the time to me you”. Lorenzo had gone there for eight or nine times but did not see James, so he knew that James was avoiding him.
Seeing James answering him, Lorenzo looked so happy. He immediately stepped over and followed him.
Elva wanted to chase him, but she stopped only after a few steps. Then she lowered her head and wiped her tears.
"Angela, you just coughed, how do you feel now?
Just tell us if you don’t feel right, and let Elva call the doctor!"
The ward was finally quiet, and Greyson asked again. He looked so worried.
Elva wiped her tears and looked up in fear. Then she replied, "Angela, are you mad because I fought with your father…?"
“No.” Angela frowned and interrupted her in a cold voice. Then she turned to Luna and Greyson with a mild expression. She said, "Don’t worry about me, I’m fine."
Seeing how close Angela was to Greyson and Luna and how distant she was to her, and coupled with the poking words Lorenzo said today, Elva was momentarily saddened and her body stumbled a few times.
"Mom…"
Luna saw her and rushed forward to help her.
Elva leaned on her and looked at Angela with a tearful glint, “Angela, are you blaming me for not speaking up for you two years ago?"
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