Desperate Lovers

Chapter 114 For the Sake of the Chante Family

Angela said without mercy.

Hearing this, tears welled up again in Elva’s eyes, as she looked at her daughter and choked up,

saying, "Angela, you really...... really want to draw a line with me and your dad......"

"If you hadn't ruined the reputation of the Chante Family, do you think we would have come to such a

place to find you?"

Lorenzo interrupted her, looking at Angela with disgusts, and said forcefully.

“I just make myself clear today. You must leave this clubhouse, leave the City, and never return again

for the rest of your life!"

Elva's tears hung on her eyelashes as she reached out and tugged on his sleeve, "As long as Angela

left this clubhouse, everything will be fine. Why do you want her to leave the City?

She's only twenty years old with a high school diploma, how can she make a living out of B City?"

"A loving mother can never teach children properly!"

Lorenzo looked at her angrily, "You're the one who taught her to be like this by indulging her

unconditionally since childhood!"

Elva didn't say anything anymore, only her tears kept coming down.

"Angela, did you hear what I said clearly?!"

Lorenzo reverted to looking at Angela like he was looking at something dirty.

Julia clenched her fists, wanting to help Angela say a few words, but she was afraid of offending the

Chante Family. So she just remained silent

Angela snorted with laughter, her eye full of mockery, "I'm no longer a member of the Chante Family.

Mr. Lorenzo is in no positin to care where I am and what I'm doing.

Besides, B City is not owned by the Chante Family, so what can you do to drive me out?"

Seeing that Lorenzo was about to get angry again, Elva was worried about his health andstepped

forward hurriedly and said.

"Angela, do you know what people outside are saying about you when you stay and work at the Dream

Club as a young girl? Just take Mom's advice and get out of here."

Her words might sound like sincere advice, but her eyes were full of disapproval and incomprehension,

even scolding and shame.

In the end, her attitude towards Angela's working at the Dream Club was actually the same as

Lorenzo's, as both of them feel that this daughter was a disgrace for them.

Angela looked at the couple, anger, repression and pain coursing through her blood, as if they would

burst through her veins and break out of her body in the next second.

She smiled to herself, both resentful and helpless, "If James hadn't threatened me with the Chante

Family, and do you guys think I would have stayed at a place like the Dream Club?"

She knew she shouldn’t have any expectation for her Mom and Dad and the others anymore, but she

looked straight at them, still holding on to a sliver of a fluke,

What if the truth dawned on them and they felt ashamed and heartbroken for her?

It was a slim hope, but...... but they were her parents after all! What if, what if they still had a little bit of

affection for her?

“A bitch!" Lorenzo pointed his finger at her, his face turning saucy purple with anger, his body still

trembling, “You only asked your family for money and left all your trouble behind you for us when you

got into trouble! When will you consider for the good of the Chante Family?"

“Just because you can't go back to the Chante Family after you were released from jail, you can't find a

decent job, so you come to a place like the Dream Club to make quick money!

Now saying that you did all this for the Chante Family is totally a lie!"

These words were like a basin of cold water throwing on Angela from head to toe. She was clearly

standing in the dormitory, but it was as if she was standing in the cold wind wearing water-soaked

clothes, her whole body was so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

Julia worriedly came over and grabbed her hand and shook it a few times slightly, "Angela, are you......

okay?"

Angela shook her head at her, shook off her hand, walked over to Elva, who was in mixed feelings, and

asked in a low voice.

"What about Mrs. Elva? Do you agree with Mr. Lorenzo that what I just said is all made-up nonsense?"

Elva looked at her and then inclined her head to look at Lorenzo, stammering for a long time before

avoiding her gaze and whispering.

"Your dad has met so many people; he won't...... misjudge a person."

“Well.”

Angela let out a laugh, and as she laughed, tears streamed down her face.

How silly of her to get her hopes up for her mom and dad......

Elva looked at her current situation, her heart was quite unpleasant, like a knife twist, "Angela, listen to

my advice.

Dream Club is not a good place to work. You are young and beautiful now, so you can still earn some

money in such places, but what about when you are old......"

"It's really admirable how resourceful you are, Mr. Lorenzo and Mrs. Elva. I thought I could fool you

guys with that excuse I just made up."

Angela wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and curved her lips. Except for her eyes which were

slightly infrared, there was no trace of her crying at all.

It was true that she would stay at the Dream Club now, not because of the Chante Family, but just for

her brother and sister-in-law. It had nothing to do with her parents.

Lorenzo snorted coldly, "After two years in prison, you're still stubborn. Sooner or later, and you'll pay

the price with your own life"

“Pay the price with my life? Wasn't it you who forced your own daughter to die for profit?"

Thinking about what Auntie Susan said on her birthday, the curve of mockery at the corner of Angela's

mouth grew wider and wider.

Lorenzo's eyes flashed and he didn’t anything.

It was Elva who was displeased with her words, "Angela, you attempted to kill someone, your father

couldn't bail you out even if he wanted to.

And James asked your father to choose between you and the Chante Family, and your father had no

choice but to give you up!"

"Is that so, Mr. Lorenzo?"

Angela looked at Lorenzo with cold eyes.

Elva couldn't look at it anymore, her red and swollen eyes were full of rebuke, "Angela, you did

something wrong yourself, how can you blame your father for everything?

Do you lose the most basic sense of right and wrong?"

"I really have to stop listening!"

Julia's expression changed, and after a moment of hesitation, she stood out and said angrily.

"Angela worked as a cleaner some time ago, resting less than a few hours a day, and doing several

times more work than others. But she was paid less than others, is this what you mean by earning Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

quick money easily?"

"To put it in a bad way, Mr. Greyson, no, let's say Luna, she has no blood relation with Angela, but she

did much better than you as parents to Angela! At least, she doesn't come up and criticize like you

guys! I really doubt if you guys are Angela's real parents!"

The Chante Family was a large family, although it was not as powerful as the Harvey family, it was also

a famous and powerful family in B city.

Lorenzo had Elva enjoyed extremely high status and reputation both in their circle and with ordinary

people due to Lorenzo's engagement in charity, and they had never met someone like Julia, who had

accused them over and over again.

Elva was always gentle and had never scolded anyone, but now she was enraged by Julia’s words.

Lorenzo's face was equally unpleasant, but his family teachings did not allow him to argue with a junior

stranger. He grunted coldly in anger, not wishing to dwell on Angela and Julia.

"If you don't listen to my good advice, don't blame me for being hard on you!"

He finished, turned and left.