Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey novel Chapter 232

"Please do your best, no matter how good or bad her condition is, Dr. Roland. I will give you whatever you want within my abilities," said James.

Staring at him, Roland snorted, "Whatever President Harvey can get me, I can get it by myself."

The two men looked into each other’s eyes, as if a war was going on.

"Do I need to take an acupuncture treatment today?" Angela broke the silence.

Roland drew back his gaze, took a look at her leg and answered, "Acting in haste is no good, but you can come again the day after tomorrow."

"OK. Thank you, Dr. Roland," Angela said.

She went out of the hospital silently with James. On their way out, James’ half soaked shirt had caught many people’s attention.

In front of the hospital, the front of the Bentley was severely dented.

Angela had a look at the car. The car paint was badly scraped off; besides, the headlight and rearview mirror were broken. She pressed her lips hard, wishing to say something but stopped.

"Not this car. Move along." James reached out his hand to grab her and went ahead.

His hand was hot, and there was a film of sweat on his palm.

James covered Angela’s hand up with his. Angela struggled, but failed to break free from him, and just let him pull her along.

Finally, the two stopped in front of a Lincoln limousine.

The driver jumped off the car to open the door for them. Then he stood aside respectfully. Angela got into the car first and James followed her, sitting next to her.

Denise was also in the car. Seeing what James was wearing, Denise raised her eyebrows slightly and told the driver to get into the car, "To Bamboo Estate."

"Yes, madam," the driver replied.

The car started smoothly.

Denise looked at Angela, staring at her face and asked with a frown, "Who did that?"

"It doesn’t matter," answered Angela.

With a frown, Denise touched Angela lightly on the cheek. "Besides your face, where else did you hurt?"

"No," Angela answered, "I appreciate your concern, Auntie Denise."

Angela intended to leave James by taking advantage of Lawson but failed, yet Denise cared so much about her. She was filled with mixed feelings.

Denise let out a sigh, held Angela’s hand and said, "You don’t need to be so polite to me, Angela."

Then she beat around the bush for a while before asking, "It’s said Lawson wanted to send you to the prison. Is that true?"

"Yes, it’s true, but his plan was messed up accidentally by Felix." Angela didn’t go into details, paused and went on, "But Lawson has pushed the thought to the back of his mind for now."

Denise’s gaze fell upon Angela’s belly. After Denise stopped herself from speaking for several times, she asked, "Because of the baby in your womb?"

Angela heard it, and her eyelashes fluttered a little, while embarrassment flashed across her eyes. Before she figured out whether she should tell the truth or not, someone’s phone vibrated.

Denise picked up the phone and said hello.

It was unknown what was said from the other end of the line, but her face darkened gradually. "What? Greyson went for Lawson for Angela?"

Angela’s heart skipped a beat. She thought to herself. No! After she had got away from Lawson, she should have called her brother and told him she was safe!

However, it was too late to say anything now.

Angela stretched out her hand to James, whose mind was wandering. "May I use your phone?"