Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20 It's You Who Made a Mistake

She looked up at him, "Don't worry, even if I die, you and your sister won't be invited to the funeral. I don't ever want to see you two again in my life."

"Angela," Danis clutched the ointment tightly, his light tinged with upset, "You're the one who did the wrong thing, not me or Jessica."

Even if they wouldn't meet, it was because he and Jessica didn't want to see her, not the other way around.

Angela moved the corner of her mouth and sneered expressionlessly.

"It was a mistake for me to come here. People like you who refuse to change your mistake deserve whatever you get, not to mention just kneeling for two hours, kneeling for two days and two years are reasonable!" Danis turned to the elevator and threw the ointment into the dustbin.

The ointment collided with the dustbin and made an unpleasant thud sound, making the atmosphere in the hallway more depressing.

The supervisor blushed furiously and was about to punish her when a door to a box opened and a head showed up, "Cleaner, come here. Someone vomited."

"Yes, sir."

Angela took her cleaning tools and went inside the room.

The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, women's perfume and the sour smell of vomit were mixed together in the room, and Angela could barely breathe.

"Excuse me." She said, taking the rag to the coffee table and couch which were stained with a large amount of vomitus.

A clear, delighted female voice sounded and was particularly obvious in a smoky haze, and several men who were flirting with the woman looked at Angela..

"I thought it was an old woman, but it's a pretty girl!"

"The face is pretty, but I can't see the body.

How about you take off your clothes to let me check. If it's good, you can be my woman from now on, how about that?"

"Are you blind or something? You can't tell that she got a good ass?! Beauty, be with me, you'll definitely make more money than working here!"

Those men were talking dirty here.

While Angela just turned a deaf ear to their word, and took a rag to clean up the vomitus.

The sticky feeling of the rag on her hands and the sour, rotten smell coiling around her nostrils made her stomach churn. She put up with it with teeth gritted.

"I've got dirt on my shoes too, why not come here and wipe it for me?" The man stared at her beautiful buttock straight, his look was filthy.