"Since you are so omnipotent, why are you both getting dumb now?" Lawson had never been tricked like this time before, and coupled with what happened at the past shareholders' general meeting, his expression grew horrible. "You both kneel down!"
James flopped on his knees without argument. But seeing Angela was also about to kneel down, he reached out and held her by the arm. "You stand, it's cold on the ground."
"But I have irritated grandpa. Besides, it's indeed my fault." Angela restrained herself from crying, yet with red eyes, she looked piteous.
Lawson noticed that Angela was subtly different from her usual attitude.
But with overwhelming fury, he soon left it behind. He sniffed, went up to Angela, and pointed his crutch to the back of her knee. He said glacially, "Kneel down on your own, or let me do it for you?"
"Grandpa, I ... " Angela just began to speak when the crutch fell on her.
She hadn't expected the senior would take action of a sudden, with such huge strength. Her pupils slightly dilated and her hands covered her belly subconsciously.
James rushed up to her, while still failed to get her. Angela fell to her knees with a sickening thud, her upper body pitching forward.
Poof.
A splinter of porcelain impaled in the skin, making a clear sound.
The broken cup was just nearby. It happened that Angela's arm pressed onto the fragments. Scarlet blood went out promptly.
"Angela!" James rushed to reach out to Angela, regardless of the latter's disapproval look. He took her by the arm, made her leaning on his chest, and said, "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine," Angela shook her head.
Seeing the two didn't care about what he had said, Lawson became glum on his face. He knocked the floor hard with his clutch before he said through gritted teeth, "James, don't push me."
"He was just too concerned about me and the child. Please don't be angry." Angela pushed James aside and kept her knees down on the ground.
On hearing "the child" from her, Lawson darkened his face at once at the thought of his getting tricked.
"Till this moment, you are still trying to fool me with your fake pregnancy!" Lawson lifted his foot to give her a kick.
James frowned and stepped forward, but stopped by Angela's accusing glare. "If you don't want a grandson, go ahead to have a kick."
Having been deceived by them once, Lawson hesitated on hearing this. However, the lure of a possible grandson is hardly resistible. so he stopped moving on after some hesitation.
"Grandpa, I'm ... I'm pregnant for sure," Angela said with a full face of panic, her hands covering the belly and tears streaming down from her eyes.
Lawson felt restless whenever he saw people crying. He said, "Stop crying! You are virtually a younger clone of your mum. All you ever do is crying. Totally an airhead! I wonder what James has seen on you? Stupid!"
Nobody could tell whether the last word "stupid" was for Angela or James, otherwise for both.
"Grandpa, sorry for lying ... lying to you. But I'm ... I'm now getting pregnant, which I found ... found a few days ago...." Angela pressed on the wound on her arm with one hand, and then wiped her tears with the bloody hand, smearing plenty of blood on her face and making herself look embarrassed.
Lawson got annoyed by her tears, "Stop crying!"
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