Desperate Lovers

Chapter 299 Stop Looking at Me, Or You'll Be Late

Listening to Elva apologizing to her, Angela tried her best to comfort her at the beginning, then numbly

listened, and finally did not know what to say or want to say anything.

"I'm going to get books from Luna." Angela stood up, didn't listen to what Elva said, and left the room,

expressionless.

Luna's room was next to hers. She went to the door and knocked on it, and walked in after she was

answered.

"Get the book? Wait a minute." Luna was changing clothes for her two children.

Angela nodded and sat down.

Luna changed clothes for the two children and took them into the toy room before getting books for

Angela.

"There are eight books. You can read them first. After you understand these, I'll get you the others."

Luna said, "But I think that reading books like this is not as efficient and practical as learning by doing."

Angela took the book and was not very excited, "Thank you, Luna. I will do spade work and then

consider other things."

Luna talked to her about the content of these books and the places where they might be used, and

finally said hesitantly, "Greyson is trying his best to learn. But it's hard for him to change his old habits

for a while. He is still reckless. I will try to make him bring you less trouble."

"Greyson really should change." Angela said.

They talked about Greyson for a while. Angela took the book and went back to her room. Elva was no

longer here. She probably went into the living room or her own room.

Angela put the book down, went to the living room and saw there was no one, and then went to her

parents' bedroom.

The bedroom door was half closed. Elva was sitting on the bed, her face full of tears. She wiped the

tears from her face, took out some bottles from the drawer, poured out seven or eight pills and took

them.

Sensing her gaze, Elva looked over in panic, "I have a cold. So, I take some medicine!"

"Have you seen a psychiatrist?" Angela asked outside.

Elva forced a smile and averted her eyes, "I'm fine. I don't need to see a psychiatrist! All the doctors will

exaggerate to earn more money. Even if I am fine, they will say I am sick."

"Alright." Angela didn't say anything else and went back to her room. She asked Roland about a

famous psychiatrist and got his contact information.

But the psychiatrist's schedule was full. He could only spare two hours for Elva in ten days.

Angela wanted to ask him what medicine he would recommend to prepare it for her mom first. But the

doctor rushed to catch a flight and hung up in a hurry, not giving her a chance to ask.

"Depression, crankiness... these patients involved in psychological problems are very resistant to see a

doctor."

"If Ms. Elva's condition is not so serious, I suggest you not to find another doctor before seeing Dr.

Watson. Then, Ms. Elva will not be too resistant and it will not affect Dr. Watson's judgment and

treatment."

Roland called again to ask about the situation and reminded Angela.

Angela hung up the phone and thought about Elva's illness for a while. There was nothing she could

do. She arranged for a maid to look after Elva, and then began to read in earnest.

She had never learned about it. There were so many terms that she spent almost a morning reading a

single paragraph. She had been looking up the professional terms.

During this time, Elva and Luna came by and brought her fruit and snacks, asking her to take a break.

But Angela refused.

Three days flew.

Angela didn't know what Greyson was doing in those three days. She didn't see him until breakfast

when she was going to work in the company.

"Those people smile at you in person. But behind your back, you don't know what they will say about

you. Don't be too simple and treat them as friends, or you may be betrayed!"

"If you have to meet customers, especially male customers, you must go with others. Don’t be alone

with those who are lecherous!"

"Keep important information well. Besides, don't work overtime alone. If you have to work overtime, call

me... or James to pick you up after work. It is not safe to go back by yourself!"

Greyson said a lot and Angela answered all.

The phone vibrated.

Greyson hurriedly took a sip of porridge, swallowed, and picked up the phone, "Mr. Luis... now? It is in

such a hurry. In fact, I am having breakfast now. Come on. Don't replace me. I'll go over now!!!"

He hung up the phone with a gloomy face and cursed. Then, he quickly picked up a piece of bread, put

on his suit jacket, and went out.

"Take some food with you." Angela shouted at him.

Greyson didn't even look back and waved to her, "No need! That guy said if I don't go over now, he will

replace..."

It was so far that Angela did not hear what he said in the second half of the sentence. But thinking of

what he just said, Angela guessed what he said should be he would be replaced.

No matter how bad Greyson was, he was the son of the chairman of the Chante Group and was

respectfully called Mr. Greyson. Normally, no one would be so arrogant when they knew Greyson's

identity, especially when the other party was a partner of the Chante Group.

Unless... Lorenzo arranged it. His purpose was to make Greyson retreat.

Angela slowly chewed the food and turned to look at Lorenzo who was talking with James.

"Hurry up and eat. You have to go to work after breakfast. Don't be late for your first day." Lorenzo

didn't like her gaze and frowned.

James offered Angela some food, "There are still more than forty minutes. There is no need to hurry.

Eat slowly. I will drive faster on the way."

He looked at Lorenzo and smiled slightly, "What do you think?"

"…Yes." Lorenzo responded in embarrassment, "But you also have to go to work. So, you don't have to

take her to work. She can take a car with me."

James took a tissue to wipe the corners of Angela's mouth, "After all, it's my girlfriend's first day at

work. So, I should take her to work."

Lorenzo laughed in embarrassment and didn't say anything.

After breakfast, they went to the Chante Group together.

"Learn more, do more, and speak less. You can parachute into the CFO assistant by virtue of your Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

special identity. Meanwhile, you also have to bear the harsh questioning that your identity brings to

you." James pushed Angela's hair behind her ear and kissed her lightly on her earlobe.

Angela subconsciously shrank her neck and looked at James.

James was already sitting up straight and had his hands on the steering wheel, "Stop looking at me, or

you'll be late. If you want to, you can look at me as you want after going back."

Angela, "..."

She opened the door and got out of the car, stood next to Lorenzo who had already gotten out, and

then went into the company with him.