"If anything happens to Greyson, I'll never let you go!"
The veins on Lorenzo's forehead were popping up, "Two years ago, I told you that you had anything to do with the Chante Family any more.
Why do you still get Greyson into trouble?
Do you want to get him killed?"
"Can blood ties be severed completely?"
Angela wiped the corner of her mouth before realizing it was bleeding, the taste of blood spreading in her mouth, "you should have killed me in the first place."
She thought her Dad would show some care toward her when he found out about the incident. It seemed that she was overestimating herself.
Lorenzo was gasping and fierce, he yelled in a low voice in order not to attract attention, "Greyson's been so nice to you, if you had any conscience, you'd stop getting him involved!"
Hearing the words, Angela clutched the corner of her coat and force the tears back to her eyes.
Had it not been for the Chante Family, she would have died and freed herself from such pain and humiliation.
But from her Dad's perspective, she was just a burden!
"If you want money from Greyson, I can give it you."
After all, she was the daughter he had once loved, so Lorenzo could not bear to see her like this.
He opened his briefcase and signed a check for Angela, "Here's $300K. Give your bank account to my secretary, he will give you another $200K. You are not allowed to see anyone from the Chante family again."
"Three hundred thousand?"
Angela took the check, took a glance at the digits on it and smiled, "It is almost my salary for six years."
Lorenzo put his pen in his briefcase and said,
"As long as you do not show up in front of us, it is enough for the rest of your life.
I'll let you go even though you ruined my cooperation today, but don't ever show up in front of me again..."
Sssss!
Angela smiled at him, tore up the check and threw it to his face, "Cooperation?
What cooperation?
A cooperation with James?"
"You--"
Lorenzo was extremely furious. But he was interruptted by Angela when he was to say something. Angela smiled coldly, "James doesn't want to cooperate with you, but why do you blame me?
Because I hurt James's beloved woman and he hates me?"
She laughed sadly, "All of you believe I hit Jessica, why don't you believe I was wrongly accused?
Just because Jessica is gentle and generous and I'm just rich but stupid?
Well
You feel hurt. What about me?
Who cares about me?"
She was so confused that she didn't even know what she was saying. She only knew that something inside troubled her for too long and she was overwhelmed.
Why did everyone blame her?
Why did everyone say she was a criminal?
What did she do wrong?
She did nothing but got her leg broken by the man she loved most and was thrown in jail for two years.
She was forced to work and live in the Dream Club with shame. Wasn't she the one who suffered the most?
Angela had been an asshole before, but she had never been such a stupid asshole even in front of Lorenzo.
His face was red with anger. He covered his chest, like he was unable to breathe.
Seeing this, Angela wanted to leave him alone, so that he could feel what it was like to be abandoned by his family.
But just because she was too aware of the desperation of being abandoned by a loved one, she couldn't do the same.
"Where's the medicine?"
Angela supressed the emotions that were swirling in her mind and walked up to Lorenzo and asked.
Lorenzo was having a heart attack and every breath was heavy, but even so, he said.
"No... don't bother!"
"In the briefcase, as usual?"
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