Denise asked her anxiously if she needed to see a doctor, but she declined.
After lunch, they spent more than four hours making up and getting changed. When they arrived at Pearl Hotel, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
The invitations to the birthday party were sent in the name of the Harvey family, and most of the guest had arrived.
Compared with Denise's birthday party last time, there were some subtle changes in the attitude of the guests towards Angela. Last time, they praised without care, but this time they took some efforts to please her carefully.
"Miss Angela's dress is amazing. This design is somewhat familiar, isn't it Buddy Melville designed it? I also have a dress he designed by him."
"As a girl of 20 years old, Miss Angela's skin is much better than our Irene. Irene, come and learn how to do skin care from Miss Angela."
Angela always hated the fickleness and hypocrisy of these people. Before she could leave due to the favor of the Chante family, now she had to ingratiate herself with it.
"James is over there, I will go there with Angela." Denise smiled.
They ridiculed a few words, and the crowd dispersed.
Denise took a cup of juice to Angela first, and said helplessly,
“After so much talking, are you thirsty?"
"A little, thank you Auntie."
Angela had a drink, but was still thirsty. She was stopped when she was going to get juice.
Denise grabbed the juice in her hand and put it back on the table. "This birthday party is specially for you. If you drink too much and go to the toilet all the time, it will be a waste."
Angela agreed.
"But this birthday party is to tell others that you are not an outcast here. You do not need to please them, and say hello to everyone."
Denise just made an excuse to find her son, but she didn't find him after looking around.
Angela had a wry smile, "It's better to look at the ground than to look at the sky. You can be badly treated by anyone here if they are unhappy."
Denise patted the back of her hand, sighed and pulled her toward James, who had just appeared in the crowd.
When they came to James, he was talking to a handsome middle-aged man. "I will seriously consider the cooperation with your company. Excuse me."
The man said, "Then I'll wait for the good news from you." Like other men, women and children, he flashed aside to make way for him.
James went through the crowd, approached Denise, and said “Mom”.
He paused, looked in the crowd with no focus, and said to Angela,
"Happy birthday, I will give you a gift later."
"Thank you." Denise laughed.
Angela lowered her head, with a low voice, but her hands clasped the dress tightly. "Thank you, Mr. James."
Seeing her reactions, Denise gently separated her hand, bent down to flatten the wrinkled dress.
"It's just something that the elders asked, you're welcome."
James adjusted his bow tie and said casually.
Angela tightened her lips, and didn't make any noise.
"I didn't see you when I came in with Angela just now. Where have you been?"
Denise's line of sight turned between them and changed the topic.
As a waiter came over, James took a glass of champagne from the tray, sipped and said,
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