Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

“Miss Chante, you are so kind that she dared to bully you like that before,” said a female employee disappointedly.

Angela thought it was ironic as she had always been the victim and Jessica had been the victimizer before, but now their roles were reversed.

While almost bursting into anger, Jessica finally suppressed it.

Biting her lips, Jessica said softly, “You have misunderstood me. I’m just here to invite Angela to have lunch. Since she is unwilling to have lunch with me, I’ll just let it go.”

Everyone ignored her.

“Angela, I know what I did has hurt you. I have realized my mistakes and have been trying to make up for you. But you shouldn’t distort the facts in front of others. You are just doing what I was doing to you,” said Jessica bitterly.

With a frown, Angela said in an innocent voice, “What are you talking about? Miss Smith, I’ve told you that I have forgiven you. You don’t want to scheme against me again, do you?”

“She must do! A leopard can not change it’s spots. You’d better stay away from her, Miss Chante!”

“No offence, Miss Chante, but Miss Smith does be much smarter than you. You’d better stay away from her in case being schemed against by her.”

The employees standing by persuaded.

Angela said with hesitation, “But she… was my friend.”

Discontent with what Angela said, Jessica wanted to retort and unmasked Angela, but she finally controlled herself.

“It’s my fault. I have been expecting that I will be forgiven as long as I correct my mistakes. But it turns out that I’m wrong,” said Jessica sadly, “and I’m sorry to have upset you. I’ll leave right now.”

Giving a guilty look at Angela, Jessica drove her wheelchair to go out.

‘I shouldn’t have come to the Chante Group to see Angela today. I was too impulsive!’

People tended to sympathize with the weak. Seeing the pale face of Jessica, the female employees beside looked at each other and reflected if they had gone too far.

“There are stairs ahead of you. It’s inconvenient for a disabled person like you to go down them. I’ll ask someone to hold you downstairs,” said Angela worriedly and immediately asked a good-looking but immoral male employee to hold Jessica downstairs.

Angela stressed the word ‘disabled’.

Holding the armrest of the wheelchair tightly, Jessica shook her head and refused, “No, thank you. I can handle it.”

“But it’s inconvenient for you,” said Angela as she bit her lips, “or you want to ask James to hold you downstairs as you know he is coming to pick me up soon, don’t you?”

As they were standing at the gate of the Chante Group, they could see the car of James outside.

After hearing what Angela said, those female employees immediately looked at Jessica unfriendly.

With her sense on the brink of collapse the whole day, Jessica struggled to suppress her anger and said, “Thank you for your trouble, sir.”

“You are welcome,” said the male employees as he had been looking at Jessica lustfully and came up to hold her up.

He seemed to be well-behaved as one of his hand was holding her waist and the other hand was holding the site upper to her thigh. But actually, Jessica could feel that he was digging her hip with his fingers.

“I can’t walk too fast as I’m pregnant now. Can you carry the wheelchair downstairs for Jessica?” said Angela to the female employees beside and two of them agreed immediately.

Angela just stood at the gate and watched the male employee holding Jessica to leave and gave Jessica a big smile when the latter looked back.

“You look happy this time Jessica came to you. It’s rare,” said James as he came up to her side.

“Sure. I got the upper hand this time,” said Angela as she drooped her eyelids.

“But you will irritate her too as she won’t give up,” said James as he held her hand to go downstairs carefully.

“Do you think that I should be bullied by her all the time?” asked Angela as she stopped and looked at James.

“Pregnant women are always sensitive. I didn’t say anything,” said James.

The scar on the end of the eyebrows of Angela looked particularly prominent in the sun.

“It must ache then, didn’t it?” asked James as he reached up to touch the scar gently.

“Not a big deal,” responded Angela as she slapped his hand away.

After what James said, Angela realized that she was a little sensitive recently.

James held her hand again and entwined his fingers with hers. When they arrived at his car, James opened the door of the front passenger seat and motioned Angela to get in.

“James, I heard that women tend to have depression during and after pregnancy,” said Angela as she got in and looked at James.

James really had an outstanding appearance, competence and family background. No wonder so many women were so crazy about him, even Jessica was no exception.

“I’ll stretch my neck towards you if you want to hit me. So you’ll never have a chance to have depression. You rest assured?”

Suddenly, Angela thought she was too hypocritical, so she nodded embarrassedly.

“You look like a fool!” said James with a chuckle. Pinching her lips, James closed the car door and walked around to get into the car on the other side.

Angela turned her head to look outside and inadvertently saw from the blurred image on the window that she was smiling. She was stunned for a moment and touched the corner of her mouth, finding that the curvature of the corner of her mouth was still upward.

*

Sitting on the wheelchair, Jessica watched the interactions between James and Angela from a distance and looked fierce.

Jessica had thought that Angela pretended to display her affection with James to anger her.

However, judging from their interaction just now, they were together seriously.

‘But how?’

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Suddenly, Jessica’s phone was ringing.

Glancing at the caller ID, Jessica frowned and answered, “Hello, Grandpa… Okay, I’ll be right there.”

Jessica drove the wheelchair to her car and got into the car after opening the door. The driver got out of the car and folded the wheelchair expertly and threw it to the trunk.

In the house of the Lewis family.

When Jessica got there, Charles Lewis was sitting on the sofa with his wife Timothy in his arms, and other people, including her parents, were standing by silently.

“You are here?” asked Charles, “Where’s your brother?”

Sitting on the wheelchair, Jessica said softly, “Danis can’t be here as he’s a little uncomfortable today.”

“As he is competing for the company with you, how could you still defend him like this? Are you really silly?” sniffed Charles and turned to Jessica’s mother Adeline, asking, “Where is Danis? With the support of the Harvey family, he doesn’t need the Smith family and the Lewis family, does he?”