Angela said without mercy.
Hearing this, tears welled up again in Elva’s eyes, as she looked at her daughter and choked up, saying, "Angela, you really...... really want to draw a line with me and your dad......"
"If you hadn't ruined the reputation of the Chante Family, do you think we would have come to such a place to find you?"
Lorenzo interrupted her, looking at Angela with disgusts, and said forcefully.
“I just make myself clear today. You must leave this clubhouse, leave the City, and never return again for the rest of your life!"
Elva's tears hung on her eyelashes as she reached out and tugged on his sleeve, "As long as Angela left this clubhouse, everything will be fine. Why do you want her to leave the City?
She's only twenty years old with a high school diploma, how can she make a living out of B City?"
"A loving mother can never teach children properly!"
Lorenzo looked at her angrily, "You're the one who taught her to be like this by indulging her unconditionally since childhood!"
Elva didn't say anything anymore, only her tears kept coming down.
"Angela, did you hear what I said clearly?!"
Lorenzo reverted to looking at Angela like he was looking at something dirty.
Julia clenched her fists, wanting to help Angela say a few words, but she was afraid of offending the Chante Family. So she just remained silent
Angela snorted with laughter, her eye full of mockery, "I'm no longer a member of the Chante Family. Mr. Lorenzo is in no positin to care where I am and what I'm doing.
Besides, B City is not owned by the Chante Family, so what can you do to drive me out?"
Seeing that Lorenzo was about to get angry again, Elva was worried about his health andstepped forward hurriedly and said.
"Angela, do you know what people outside are saying about you when you stay and work at the Dream Club as a young girl? Just take Mom's advice and get out of here."
Her words might sound like sincere advice, but her eyes were full of disapproval and incomprehension, even scolding and shame.
In the end, her attitude towards Angela's working at the Dream Club was actually the same as Lorenzo's, as both of them feel that this daughter was a disgrace for them.
Angela looked at the couple, anger, repression and pain coursing through her blood, as if they would burst through her veins and break out of her body in the next second.
She smiled to herself, both resentful and helpless, "If James hadn't threatened me with the Chante Family, and do you guys think I would have stayed at a place like the Dream Club?"
She knew she shouldn’t have any expectation for her Mom and Dad and the others anymore, but she looked straight at them, still holding on to a sliver of a fluke,
What if the truth dawned on them and they felt ashamed and heartbroken for her?
It was a slim hope, but...... but they were her parents after all! What if, what if they still had a little bit of affection for her?
“A bitch!" Lorenzo pointed his finger at her, his face turning saucy purple with anger, his body still trembling, “You only asked your family for money and left all your trouble behind you for us when you got into trouble! When will you consider for the good of the Chante Family?"
“Just because you can't go back to the Chante Family after you were released from jail, you can't find a decent job, so you come to a place like the Dream Club to make quick money!
Now saying that you did all this for the Chante Family is totally a lie!"
These words were like a basin of cold water throwing on Angela from head to toe. She was clearly standing in the dormitory, but it was as if she was standing in the cold wind wearing water-soaked clothes, her whole body was so cold that there was no trace of temperature.
Julia worriedly came over and grabbed her hand and shook it a few times slightly, "Angela, are you...... okay?"
Angela shook her head at her, shook off her hand, walked over to Elva, who was in mixed feelings, and asked in a low voice.
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