Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

“The brat of the Pearson family kidnapped you? So was it also for the brat when you were able to run away last time?” Lawson lost his temper after getting fooled by Jessica, a junior much younger than him, and once again deceived by several kids including Angela, James along with Felix.

Hearing that, Angela shook her head hurriedly and tried to explain for Felix undeliberately: “No, um, Felix kidnapped me at that time, but released me later when he got aware of my pregnancy … It’s not a kidnapping exactly. Please don’t blame him … He …”

“Shut up! It’s enough!” Lawson jerked his crutch onto the ground.

As a loud thump boomed out when the crutch knocked to the ground, Angela had a shiver on her heart. She then became mute with her pale face.

“It’s easy for a woman to miscarry during the first three months of pregnancy, my lord. I’m afraid Angela would be overwhelmed by what you have done.” Dalilah sighed on noticing Angela was off-color.

Though Lawson was in a blaze of anger, he didn’t blow up at Angela anymore given the baby in her belly. “Go back and take good care of the baby. If anything goes wrong, there’s no way you will live on! Begone!”

“Oh, oh,” Angela replied in dismay and walked out tugging at James’s sleeve.

James held her waist to stop her and turned to Lawson, “Grandpa, Jessica incited Angela to lie to you about her pregnancy, and then exposed her fake pregnancy to you. Distinctly she was exploiting you to do harm to Angela.”

Lawson was almost convinced by Angela, yet hearing what James had said, he questioned, “Such a young girl, could she be so tactical?”

“Don’t you remember you spoke highly of her ability which nobody could compare to?” James added, “In addition, you have known the details of the car accident two years ago, haven’t you?”

“Jessica had been plotting since she’s fifteen. Is it any wonder such a person, who set Angela up, threatened me, and foresaw the attitude of the Harvey family, the Chante family as well as the Smith family, could plan all these things?”

Lawson’s expression shifted rapidly and said with sarcasm: ” This is indeed nothing to be surprised at. Since you had taken your aunt and Mr. Sutton into account to deal with me, is there anything you youngsters couldn’t do?”

“Grandpa, you are flattering me. If I hadn’t been cornered, I wouldn’t ask Mr. Sutton for help in the emergency.” James said.

Lawson snorted, “Do you think the Harvey Group is in your hand under the protection of them?”

“Of course not,” James answered. “You are such a senior that the salt you have eaten is more than the meals I have done. I can’t get out of your clutches no matter how hard I try.”

Though he said so, his eyes meant otherwise.

Lawson stared at him with a glum face, and a burst of cough began out of blue.

“My lord, are you all right?” Dalilah asked with her face taking on a worried expression and her eyes shining with tears.

Lawson held his handkerchief over his mouth and coughed violently without reply.

“Don’t worry, Dalilah. Grandpa will not leave us before arranging everything for Ralphie.” James said casually.

Bang!

Lawson took a cup and hurled it out as Nathen happened to come over. The cup hit him right on the face before smashing on the ground.

“Grandpa, you’d better try to control your temper, or it’s not good for your health,” James warned slowly.

Lawson clenched his fist with the handkerchief in his hand, his face turning much paler, his mouth with a speck of suspicious blood at the corner. “Get out! You both get out now, and don’t be back without my permission!”

“Grandpa, please don’t … don’t be angry. We are leaving now.” Angela was like a duck in a thunderstorm and she dragged James out of the lobby.

Lawson kept gazing at their receding figures until they disappeared in his sight. He looked away and coughed again with the handkerchief over his mouth.

After quite a while the outbreak stopped, with the handkerchief full of blood.

Dalilah took the bloody handkerchief with her hands quivering. She ventured, “My lord, I’m afraid you had better go back to the hospital to receive the treatment.”

“Do you mean I should go back to the hospital for the treatment, and then become bald before an eventual death, even not a decent one?” Lawson asked rhetorically.

Dalilah answered, “It was said they had developed a new drug for cancer, wasn’t it? Why don’t you try it in case it’s useful to you?”

“Sod new drug! Something went wrong during clinical trials, and it’s done! They have developed nothing useful with such a great amount of money I had given to them.” Lawson dumped his crutch onto the table and sat on the sofa with Dalilah’s support.

Nathen stood silently aside, with a bump, which made him look funny as it seemed like he had a lump growing on his head, after getting hit on the forehead by the cup just now.

“How is it going with the case I handed to you?” Lawson asked.

Nathen answered, “Nobody is pregnant. A mistress of Ralphie’s is pregnant, but …”

Before he could finish, Lawson chimed in, “But what? Bring her back since she’s pregnant!”

“Ralphie had been playing around inordinately, and he got so impotent that he couldn’t make a woman pregnant,” Nathen murmured with his head down.

Smack!

Lawson knocked his crutch hard onto the table, “Such useless jerks!”

Jessica made use of him as her knife, and the brat of the Pearson family also dared to fool him. It’s literally rebellious of those people!

It’s not a big deal of Angela’s wound on her arm, but James insisted to take her to the hospital to get her wound rewrapped before being injected with a tetanus shot.

It’s a day before the one-week due day, Angela went to Roland to recheck her leg by the way so that she needn’t come to the hospital again tomorrow.

“It’s coming on fine, much better than my expectation.” Roland rolled up her trouser leg before pressing across her leg from the shin to the thigh under the cold stare of James.

Hearing that, Angela showed relief on her face. “So Roland, when do you think my leg will recover?”

She hadn’t figure out how to tell him that Lawson had been aware of Eleanor’s assistance in deceiving him.

Both Roland and Eleanor treated her well, but now she got Eleanor into trouble…

“As it stands today, around half a year,” Roland answered with a smile. “Congratulations, Miss Chante.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

James looked at Angela’s bare leg with a frown, and then he went up to attempt to pull her trouser leg down.

“What’s the hurry, Mr. Harvey?” Roland held him by his arm. He smiled, “I need to do acupuncture on her leg.”

The smile looked nasty. James said with a poker face, “It’s my first time to witness a doctor checking and treating a patient like you, touching the skin inch by inch.”

“Oh, then it might be a bit ignorant of you, Mr. Harvey. You can do more reading later.” Roland loosened his hand on her leg and reached out for a needle.