Chapter 27 He Thought Her Dirty


    Gabri responded with a smile, taking out her medicine kit tobind up Ang''s cut, while asking


    casually.


    "Do I need to prepare clothes for Ang?"


    “Not necessary."


    James walked over to the table and tossed his remaining cigarette into the ashtray.


    The alcohol soaked into the cut and hurt a little. Ang''s forehead was covered with cold sweat. She


    gritted her teeth and didn’t make a sound, getting more apprehensive inside


    Why did Gabri suddenly ask if she should prepare clothes for her?


    Are they going to let her apany the guests?


    "All done."


    Gabri packed up her medicine kit, and looked up at her, "It''s a shame about this... scar on your


    head."


    "Thank you, Gabri, I''ll leave first then."


    Hearing this, Ang became increasingly uneasy, and she paled as she stood up and tried to walk out.


    James called her, "Did I say you''re free to go?"


    "Do you have something else to say?"


    Ang turned around and asked with uneasiness.


    James didn''t make a sound, just crossed her and went outsided,. When he found she didn''te over,


    he stopped and frowned.


    "Still not keeping up?"


    Ang clutched the corner of her coat, dragging her legs behind him as if they were filled with lead.


    The sun was going down, and his shadow stretched long and ovepped hers, so heavy that she could


    barely breathe.


    "Mr. Harvey."


    The driver was already waiting by the Bentley, and when James got in, he closed the door.


    Ang went around to the other side and stepped into the car with her right foot when she heard


    James speaking softly, "Get something to cover the car so it won''t get dirty."


    Ang stiffened and silently put her feet back up, only to feel coldness from bottom of her heart as she


    stood in the winter breeze.


    There were no towels or cushions in the car, so the driver ended up with a pile of tissues andy them


    under the seat where Ang was going to sit.


    "Put some on the floor too."


    James sat in the car, reading the paperwork, not even looking at Ang.


    The driver took the tissues and smiled ostingly at Ang.


    "It''s okay, my shoes are dirty, just put them on."


    The sun set downpletely, and the cold wind was prating through her clothes into her pores


    and shivering Ang''s body.


    When the driver was done, she got in the car, her spine straight, not daring or wanting to touch the


    seat.


    The car went all the way.


    Ang looked outside the window, the mall she used to hang out had been demolished and was now a


    club.


    The food court near the G University also changed and was converted into a shopping mall.


    She spent two years in prison and when she got out, it was like the whole world had changed.


    The car finally stopped in front of a five-star hotel.


    Ang got out of the car, only to find a lot of limousines parked here, and the peopleing down


    were mostly dressed in formal attire. The ce seemed to be hosting a party.


    "Mr. Harvey,"


    Ang lowered her head, her jagged bangs hiding the look under her eyes, "May I wait outside?"


    "Do you think so?"


    James stopped and looked at her with a seeming smile.


    Ang tugged at her lip, smiling bitterly.


    She followed him into the party. Her blue uniform stood out among the crowd.


    From the moment she appeared, countless people looked at her with curiosity, despise or disdain.


    She kept her head down all the way, trying to reduce her presence.


    "Mr. Chante."


    Along the way, James met a number of people who came over to greet him, but he just nodded his


    head until he saw Lorenzo Chante.


    "Mr. Harvey?"


    With a ss of champagne in his hand, Lorenzo smiled far-fetchedly, "Long time no see."


    Ang suddenly looked up, startled to see the elegant middle-aged man in front of her, and her eyes


    instantly turned red.


    She licked her dry lips, and before she called him dad, Lorenzo left with an excuse.


    She looked straight at the back of her dad’s figure, her ears perked up, and she couldn''t hear anything.


    After a moment, she wiped her eyes and lowered her head, swallowing the "dad" that had reached her


    throat.


    "Are you happy to see your father?"


    James leaned down and lifted her chin to level with her.


    Tears blurred her eyes and Ang tried to keep eyes open to hold her tears.


    "I''m d, thank......"


    She tried to keep down the choke, "Thank you."


    James frowned when seeing her tears and squeezed her chin a little harder, "You''re wee, and


    since you''re happy, I''ll help you meet your father more often."


    "Thank you, then."


    Ang tugged at her lip and took a step back, avoiding his touch.


    James chuckled softly and looked at his empty, bone-jointed hand and took a sip of champagne.


    "James!"


    Jessica shouted.


    Ang looked up and saw Danis pushing Jessica in a wheelchair.


    She wore a white strapless mini dress today, her ck and shiny hair was put up on her head,


    revealing clear gentle features and a slender neck. She was elegant with a bit of soft beauty, like a


    small white flower swaying in the wind.


    And Danis was dressed in a dark blue suit with handsome features.


    Seeing Ang here too, Danis looked a little sad, "What the hell are you thinking for dressing like


    that?"


    "Brother!"


    Jessica red at him, then looked at Ang and said softly.


    "We''re both about the same height and weight, and I have another dress, you can wear it now.


    It''s really not appropriate to dress like that during a party."


    "You shouldn''t havee if you knew it was inappropriate to dress like that!"


    Danis walked up to Ang and took her hand, wringing his hands, "Come with me, the clothes are in


    the car."


    James dropped his gaze to their sped hands and smiled softly, "She''s my girl, and you don''t need to


    worry."


    "I''m just concerned about Ang."


    Jessica bit her lip, "There were a lot of people at the party who knew her and wouldugh at her if they


    see her dressed like that."


    "Even if the worldughs at me, I won''t wear your clothes. So don’t pretend to be kind in front of me."


    Ang got rid of Danis'' hand and stood behind James.


    Jessica wanted to speak, and her eyes were bleary, with hidden tears shining.


    “Pretend?


    Jessica is treated you genuinely with her heart, and that''s what she gets in return?"


    Danis’s handsome face went dark, "If I know you are this kind of person, I should have let Jessica


    charge you with attempted murder and kept you in prison for the rest of your life!"


    "Brother, she used to be my friend after all, don''t say that."


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    Jessica took Danis'' arm. Her face was full of bitterness.


    Danis looked distressed and touched her head, "You''re always so kind, and you''ll suffer, Jessica."


    Every time she meet the siblings, Ang felt disgusted as if she swallowed a fly.


    She clutched her hand and whispered.


    "Mr. Harvey, can I leave now?"


    Without waiting for James'' answer, Jessica interrupted her in a soft voice.


    "James, my parents just got here and have been talking about meeting you."


    Ang subconsciously grabbed James'' arm, almost begging, "Mr. Harvey......"


    She didn''t want to see them.