Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey novel Chapter 116

“Are you not happy?”

Raya was a bit more simple, but a woman’s sixth sense told her that Angela was not in a good mood right now.

She swallowed and said with some consternation.

“Did I say something you don’t like to hear? I...I just said what is up in my mind. I didn’t mean anything else, so don’t think too much about it.”

“I’m not unhappy.”

Angela tried to pull her lips, but the bottom of her eyes were obscure, “Miss Raya, you are too naive. In the future, when you make friends and help others, you’d better ask Mr. Sean first. Don’t be used by others because it will cause trouble to you, your father and Mr. Sean.”

Raya frowned and pouted,

“But I think you’re a good person!”

“Good person?” Angela laughed awkwardly.

No matter before or now, no one had ever described her like that. It was more like a label exclusive to Jessica.

Raya nodded vigorously, “A woman’s sixth sense!”

Silence. It was almost time for work and from time to time some staff passed by.

But whether they were joking, talking, or fooling, they all curbed their voices when they passed the two, deliberately softening the sound of their footsteps and breathing.

Half an hour later, Angela said to Raya, who looked confused and nervous.

“I’m not as fragile as you thought. You don’t have to visit me in the future.

I have to work now, so I’ll leave first.”

When she was hospitalized, Sean told her that she was the kind of person who had ‘ulterior motives’ and warned her to stay away from Raya.

“Angela? Angela!”

Raya jumped and shouted twice but the person in front of her didn’t even stop for a moment.

She frowned with a doll face, and could not figure out what had offended Angela.

Abruptly, she tapped her head, remembering something, and reached for her phone to make a call.

Once the call was answered, she stood akimbo and shouted, “Master, did you say anything to Angela behind my back?

Don’t digress. I’m just asking you, yes or no?!”

Timothy ran to nearly fifty barber shops with that miserable hair, but all the barbers said the length required for hair extensions was at least ten centimeters.

And her hair was only a centimeter or two, and some hair was less than a centimeter. With their skills, they couldn’t extend her hair.

No one would take the job, no matter how much she promised to pay!

The more Timothy thought about it, the more resentful she was. She heard the news that Angela had been thrown out by James and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to severely humiliate Angela, but in the end, she failed and almost got expelled from the club.

“George, do you just bear to see me being bullied by Angela like this?”

In the supervisor’s office, Timothy sat on the new supervisor’s lap.

George looked straight at her, “I can’t bear to let you suffer like this, but you also know that Angela...we two can’t afford it!”

He gulped and tried to kiss Timothy.