Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

She sniffed with sarcasm, “Mr. Chante, why are you telling me this abruptly? Trying to move me?”

“No. I just want to say my family are not who I thought they were.” Danis said with dull eyes on his weary face.

Angela didn’t want to hear him talking, nor did she feel like facing him.

“Have you finished? Then I have to go.”

“Having known I decided to split with my family, people closed to me tried to persuade me not to. And yet they broke contact with me under the threat of my family after realizing I had no intention to return home.

“Angela, I suddenly understood how you had felt two years ago: It’s like the whole world shattered, and everything and everyone changed, like a nightmare, yet more cruel. No, maybe my pain was not a tenth as yours.

“Angela, I’m sorry … really.” Danis lost his former arrogance, conveying a feeling of depression from top to toe.

Angela looked down and stayed still for a moment. As she walked past him, she said drily, “Take care.”

Although she spoke barely above a whisper, it sounded like a deafening roar to Danis. With a twinkle in his eyes, Danis held her arm and said, “You don’t need to worry about the balance to the Chante Group, for I have taken a chance and called Jessica before she guaranteed actively that she would complete the payment before midnight.”

The only one able to comfort him in the world was Jessica. She was not so pitiless as he had thought.

Angela stopped to push his hand aside. She sneered, “I had regarded myself the most stupid person, but I didn’t expect that I’m not comparable to you.”

Danis got puzzled, “What do you mean?”

“Do you really think Jessica made a promise out of guilt when you called her for this?” Angela asked.

Danis responded with his cracked lips quivering, “Isn’t that so?”

“Of course not.” Angela looked at Danis with her lips curved, but there’s not a trace of a smile in her eyes. “It’s because I threatened her, at noon.”

Danis’s pupils narrowed suddenly, his face turning as pale as a piece of paper. He struggled to keep balance with hands bracing against the wall after staggering a few steps.

Jessica … Jessica!

“See you.” Angela had intended to say “Farewell”, yet she changed her mind at the last moment. She left Danis alone in shock before taking the escalator upstairs.

Finding out the phone call was from Violet , Angela called back.

“This time you have done a good job. Come back, and James is here waiting for you.” Her tone softened a little in contrast with the past.

Angela frowned mildly, hung up after a response and returned to the company by taxi.

Adams was about to go out for some legwork when he came across Angela. He thumbed up to her and said, “Good job! How did you make the Smith Group pay?”

“Probably my pretty look touched Mr. Shaw’s heart?” Angela smiled.

Adams stopped pursuing, noticing her unwillingness to talk in detail. “You have caused a sensation this time! Well, let’s talk later. I have to go now.”

“See you, Adams.” Angela waved her hand to him, and then get in the elevator to Violet’s office.

James was sitting in the office, saying something to Violet. It seemed that both were in a high mood. Violet said, “If I was some twenty years younger, I’m afraid I would be dazzled by your charm.”

“Then I can only say luckily it didn’t happen, or I would have to break your heart.” James glanced at Angela unnoticeably.

Angela acted as if she hadn’t seen him, standing aside silently, making James knit his brows slightly.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“You have done a good job this time.” Violet stood up and patted Angela on her shoulder. “You have been working so hard these days, so you can have a half-day off today so that you can go out with James.”

In addition to James, Adams and others also thought Violet demanding. Hearing the compliment from her, Angela’s frayed nerves settled a bit. She said, “Thank you, madam.”

Seeing her showing no complacency for her work, Violet felt barely satisfied.

Angela walked out of the office with James and got into the elevator. A lot of people recognized James, some of whom regarded him as their idol and even went up to ask for his signature restraining their excitement.

James hadn’t asked until they got out of the Chante Group and were about to enter the car, “Why did you go to Jessica?”

“For I was glad to.” Angela fastened her safety belt, and then looked forward.

James leaned his body towards her, pinched her jaw with his hand, and turned her head to force her to face him.

“I hate my jaw held by others like this.” Angela pushed away his hand and said slowly, “It has been a long time since I wanted to say it.”

James loosened his tie, his eyes impaling her. “Why didn’t tell me before you went to Jessica?”

“For nothing.” Angela turned her head away, looking outside.

She just didn’t want to place overdue reliance on someone, because that’s too dreadful. How long could a relationship last when it depended just on a man’s love?

Perhaps nobody could answer, maybe for a lifetime, or just for a second.

Silence.

It seemed that the air liquified into the water gradually and blocked people’s ears, eyes and noses. The atmosphere became utterly depressing.

James had never flattered a woman like this, only to meet her indifference. He sat up and undone a button on his shirt. He asked with a bit stony tone, “Angela, are you sure what you are doing?”

“With all those words,” Angela compressed her lips and said, “James, are you pissed at me just for I was not doing what you wanted me to do?”

James strained his handsome face, with his right hand on the wheel, knocking it randomly.

“What if I talked about that with you, asked for your permission, always reported everything to you and acted according to your preference? Then you would be satisfied?”

James asked with a slight frown, “After making the Smith Group’s stock slump, do you really think Jessica will sit by?”

“It’s a different thing.” Feeling thirsty, Angela unscrewed the cap of a bottle of water. “James, you are used to issuing orders and calling the shots. But I don’t like to be dominated by others or let others make decisions for me.”

She uttered a sound of laughter, which didn’t reach her face yet. “Maybe I would accept that before, but after the car accident, I would not anymore. James, your love makes me feel insecure.”

She felt like in heaven when he loved her, but would fall into hell when he didn’t.

James frowned again, “I said you will always be the only one in my heart.”

“You are barely twenty-five and you’ve got a long way to go,” said Angela.

James replied, “I believe in myself.”

“But I don’t. People change.” Nobody could understand this better than her.

A woman could be with a man for his money or power, but not purely for his devotedness. Because when love dispersed, there’s nothing left.