Novel - Drama Chapter 30 James Left Her Alone
Chapter 30 James Left Her Alone
Chapter 30 James Left Her Alone novelbin
"Why didn't you say anything? How can you suddenly appear from nowhere. You really scare me to
death!" Nova laughed awkwardly and left with Janet who was flushing.
Only after they left did Angela drag her leaden legs to the bathroom.
After washing her face, she looked up in the mirror and realized her eyes were somehow red.
She shuddered and took in a deep breath, biting her lip to push down the choke in her throat and bent
down to wash the tears from her face.
Angela adjusted herself and returned to the ballroom, only to find that the party was over.
She went out of the hotel to look for the car and couldn't find the Bentley... James left her behind.
"Mr. Chante, it's settled then. I'll ask my secretary to send you the contract tomorrow."
"Sure! I want to work with you for a long time, and I finally get the chance."
Hearing the familiar voice, Angela turned toward the entrance.
She wanted to go forward, but she was hesitant, looking at her father Lorenzo Chante in a daze.
The smile on Lorenzo's smile disappeared instantly when he saw her. He frowned at her and then
averted his gaze.
"Dad!" Angela clutched her hands and plucked up the courage to walk over, "James isn't here, you
don't have to... avoid me."
"Mr. Flank, I have something else to do, see you next time." Lorenzo interrupted her and pulled open
the door, got into the car and left.
Angela stood still as the car disappeared from her view, dazed and chilling to the bone.
People come and go in a scene of feasting and pleasure-seeking. Not far away, someone is laughing,
and the city was lively at night but it had nothing to do with her.
The cold wind was blowing and the tears on her face were dry and wet.
"Nobody needs me..." Angela murmured. She licked her dry lips and walked straight towards the traffic.
Her family didn't need her anymore, so why would she need then and live in anguish?
Death seemed to be a good choice as she didn't have to work so hard and be sneered by others.
Angela watched the cars approaching from a short distance with her eyes closed and hands opened,
and a smile emerging.
She had never been so close to death, and yet she was not afraid at all, only yearning for it.
BANG!
Just as the car was about to hit Angela was about to hit her, a white Ferrari rushed over and crushed
into the black car.
The two cars didn't stop immediately after crashing into each other, but spun and crashed into the side
of the green belt.
Splash…
Splash…
The traffic on this road was a mess, accompanied by the sound of brakes in rapid succession.
Angela opened her eyes, the flickering headlights blinded her.
She stood in stunned silence at the center of the crash, vaguely seeing a man staggering out of the
Ferrari and running towards her in panic.
It was only when the driver approached that she saw her brother covered in blood.
"Angela, are you okay?" Greyson pressed her shoulder and scanned her up and down worriedly,
"You..."
"Why not find a better place if you want to commit suicide?" The driver of black car got out of the car,
covering his bleeding head and angrily interrupted him, "Fuck you! Do you know how to drive? I never
thought someone can come from the opposite lane. How did you get your driving license?"
"Don't fucking chirp. Tell me how much do you want, I'll pay you! Is a hundred thousand dollars
enough?"
Greyson swished and signed a check, tossing it impatiently to the driver of the black sedan.
The man held the check in his hand with his face turning red out of anger, "This is not a matter of
money! I just suffer from minor injury this time, what if I get killed? Will your damned money buy my life
back?"
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. My brother was worried about me. I'm really sorry." Angela bowed and
apologized to the driver. Her heart was still fluttering with fear when thinking about what had just
happened.
If something happened to her brother, while she was safe and sound...
She licked her dry lips, her heart was as if clutched by an invisible hand. She couldn't breathe.
"Why did you apologize to him?" Greyson frowned and signed another check and tossed it to the man,
"Is it enough for you?"
The man looked at the digits on the check and didn't say anything.
Traffic police arrived and, after learning that a private settlement had been reached, he criticized and
fined them. Then the badly damaged white Ferrari and the black sedan were towed away.
Angela worried about the injury on Greyson's head and dragged him to the hospital.
When the doctor said it was a near escape from death, she pursed her lips and couldn't control her
tears.
"Don't listen to the doctors, they just like to exaggerate the illness to charge more!" Seeing his sister
crying, Greyson felt so sorry that he gave the doctor a hard stare.
"..." The doctor didn't mind his rudeness, "Your wound is deep and you need to be hospitalized."
"No!" Greyson stood up and pulled Angela out of the hospital despite the doctor's discouragement in
exasperation.
If he stayed in hospital, his parents would ask what happened and in the end they' would blame it on
Angela!
It was cold at night, so he just took off his jacket and draped it over his sister, "Don't take it off this time,
if you regard me as an outsider again, I'll get mad!"
"Brother-"
Angela said and stopped, "It is a deep wound, and you'd better be hospitalized."
"Why are you making as much fuss as that quack? No one can change my mind when I say no!"
Greyson leaned in front of her and sniffed. His face turned pale, "Tell me who asked you to drink? You
don't know your condition?"
"Just a little, it's okay brother." Angela's eyes twinkled as she whispered.
"Bullshit!" With such a strong smell, how could she only drink a little? Greyson asked with a frown,
"Does your stomach hurt?"
Angela's stomach was so sore, and she nodded hesitantly.
"Fuck!" Greyson cursed. Seeing her pale face, he held her up and headed back to the hospital.
She had a serious stomach problem, and after the doctor examined her, he scolded her for not caring
about her health. The doctor prescribed her with a couple of pills and left.
The ward was quiet, neither of them spoke.
A moment later, Angela asked in a complicated mood.
"Brother, why did you just... crash into the black car?"
His brother could have been killed.
"Should I just watch you commit suicide right before my eyes?"
Thinking of that scene just now, Greyson was scared.
Angela lowered her head, with guilt in her heart.
She knew her brother loved her, but she never thought he would put her first even at such a life-and-
death moment.
"Angela," Greyson put his hands on her shoulders and lowered his voice when he thought of her
committing suicide with her eyes closed, "Never do this again, okay? For the sake of me."
Angela lowered her head, her jagged bangs hiding the exhaustion and bitterness in her eyes.
"Just hang in there for a little longer, okay?"
"I know I'm useless, and I can't fight James, but I'm learning in the company now. Trust me, I'll find a
way to save you from James!"
"Brother-"
Angela lifted her head. She said in a soft voice "But I'm exhausted, I can't bear it anymore."