Chapter 369 You Can Say So


    Putting on her mask again, Ang hurried out and took a taxi to the Harvey Group.


    Sitting on the back seat, Ang looked outside the window and all she was thinking about in her mind


    was James.


    ''I should trust him to have nothing to do with Mom''s death!''


    Twenty minutester, the taxi arrived at the building of the Harvey Group.


    Ang got off and went into the building without even taking the change.


    "What can I do for you?" said the receptionist with a smile as she saw Ang.


    "Where is James?" asked Ang as she took off her sunsses and mask and put them on again.


    The receptionist recognized her and pushed the button for the elevator and said, "Mr. James is in the


    26th floor."


    "Thank you," said Ang as she went into the elevator and pushed the button for the 26th floor.


    Looking anxiously at the changes of the floor number, Ang couldn''t wait to show up before James


    right now.


    The elevator arrived.


    Taking a deep breath, Ang went out of the elevator with her bag and walked to the office of the


    president.


    Ang met few people on this floor and they just nced and nodded at her with little curiosity.


    When Ang arrived at the door of the president''s office, she saw through the crack of the door that


    James was standing by the French window with his back on her and was speaking to someone on the


    phone.


    "Have you dealt with the death of Mrs. Chante?"


    James'' voice rang out when Ang was going to knock. With a sudden constriction of her pupils,


    Ang was stunned.


    ''What does he mean?''


    "Okay, don''t let Ang know it and remotely delete the chatting records on Mrs. Chante''s phone," rang


    out James'' voice again.


    With her hand down limply, Ang couldn''t help trembling and looked pale.


    ''Why does he ask someone to delete the chatting records on Mom''s phone?''


    ''Why can''t I know it?''


    ''Did James really have something to do with Mom''s death?!''


    "Miss Ang?"


    A voice suddenly rang out from the back of Ang.


    With a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead, Ang turned slowly to see Howard Lee. She took off


    her mask and smiled at him.


    "Why don''t you get in?" asked Howard in a curious voice.


    Hearing the sound, James hung up and walked out to look at the Ang.


    "I just arrived," said Ang with a smile though her hand was sweating, "and I''m bored at home and it''s


    inconvenient to get to thepany. So Ie to James."


    She nced at James with a pretending carelessness and couldn''t tell anything from his face.


    "It seems that Ie in the wrong time. I''ll make it brief and leave as soon as I''m done!" said Howard


    jokingly.


    "You must be joking," said Ang insincerely as her mind was a mess.


    ncing at Ang thoughtfully, James opened the door to let them in and habitually took over her bag


    while Ang avoided his hand subconsciously. James looked up at her with an obscure expression on


    his face.


    Under the eyes of James, Ang felt an oppression in chest and said, "Where''s the bathroom? I drank


    two cups of milk tea on the way here."


    "It''s over there," said James as he gazed at Ang for a while and pointed in the direction of the


    bathroom.


    With a nod, Ang went to the bathroom absently. She went into a cubicle directly, locking the door


    and sitting on the toilet.


    She felt like her heart was breaking.


    ''He just ruined it when I was about to trust him!''


    Taking a deep breath, Ang tried to suppress her emotions as James was going to suspect it if her


    eyes were red when she returned.


    Washing her face, Ang went back to the president''s office and there was only James in it.


    "When did you arrive?" asked James with an obscure expression on his face.


    With her heart skipping a beat, Ang replied, "I just arrived when Mr. Lee spoke to me."


    Coming up to James, Ang asked with her arms around his neck, "What''s wrong? Were you flirting


    with another woman and didn''t want me to know it?"


    James looked down at Ang who didn''t seem to hear anything.


    Holding her waist, James asked with a slight smile, "Are you jealous?"


    "Yes," said Ang as she struggled to smile while her body was trembling, "you are that perfect."


    Ang had no idea why James schemed against her mother.


    With a chuckle, James lowered his head to kiss Ang.


    Feeling disgusted in mind, Ang pushed him away subconsciously.


    With a certain distance between them, neither of them spoke.


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    "Someone may see us kissing in the office," exined Ang softly under the suspicious gaze of


    James.


    Ang couldn''t tell if James believed what she said or not from his face as there was no change in his


    expression.


    James didn''t get closer to her. Instead, he returned to his chair and asked, "Why do you suddenlye


    to me?"


    "I''m just...missing you," said Ang as she struggled to smile but failed.


    Her heart ached as if pierced by a knife.


    Looking at the red eyes of Ang, James frowned. He stood up toe next to her, wiping away her


    tears and asking, "You are wronged?"


    Hearing it, Ang was even more painful.


    With a sigh, James cupped her face in his hand, lowering his head to kiss away the tears on her face


    and asking, "What''s wrong?"


    Angpressed her lips and the tears flowing down into her mouth tasted bitter.


    Grabbing his shirt and burying her head in his chest, Ang felt difficult to breathe.


    "What''s wrong?" asked James as he held the chin of Ang to force her to look at him, "How can I


    take revenge for you if you don''t tell me who has bullied you?"


    As James looked so sincere when he was uttering these words, Ang blurted out on an impulse, "It''s


    you who has bullied me! How will you take revenge for me?"


    Ang regretted as soon as she uttered these words.


    But with thest expectation of James, Ang asked frankly, "James, did you have anything to do with


    the death of my mom?"


    James just looked at her and didn''t speak for quite a while.


    "So you had something to do with it, didn''t you?" asked Ang as her heart sank.


    Thinking for a moment, James replied, "You can say so."


    At the moment, Ang was so cold as if falling into the ice house. She looked at James in disbelief and


    asked with trembling lips, "Why?"


    Drooping his eyelids, James was thinking about something and didn''t respond immediately.


    Stroking her belly, Ang staggered and almost fell on the ground as she cked out and fell into a


    pair of wide and familiar arms.