Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

“Why?”

Julia confused a little. Angela and she came to the Dream club almost at same time. After half a month of getting along with Angela, she found her popular anywhere with her pretty look and good personality.

But the front office manager constantly made trouble with her. She was either not allowed to take a break or assigned to clean up the puke. Over the past half of a moth, the manager never treated her properly, not even once.

Angela seemed to be trampled by the manager. She took it all with no objection.

“I don’t have any money, and this job provides food and accommodation.”

Angela released her hand and forced a smile, ” I can’t find any job better than this one.”

Clearly, Julia and Angela didn’t have any common topic. She couldn’t understand Angela and said no more.

Angela knew that everyone would despise her for being spineless, but she didn’t care. As James was the largest shareholder of the Dream Club, he knew everything about her here.

She could put up with anything and was only concerned that James would take action against her family.

She felt bad for getting her family involved at that time. Now she just tried to avoid unnecessary troubles as much as possible.

Two limited-edition sports cars pulled up at the plaza in front of the clubhouse. After the driver pulled away, a group of people got off and walked towards the lobby, chatting and laughing.

Angela pulled her hand back. She bowed with a professional smile when they approached, “Good evening, welcome to the Dream Club…”

It was just a group of rich guys came here for fun. No one would pay attention to the receptionists at all. They walked towards the elevator merrily.

Then the woman in the rear passed by Angela and stopped suddenly. She quizzically scrutinized her and whispered, “Angela?

Angela dazed for a moment and looked up unconsciously. She found her face to be familiar, but she couldn’t remember who she was.

By seeing how dull Angela looked, a meaningful smile showed up on her delicate face.

“It is you, Angela. You’ve already served your sentence? Why don’t you tell me? I could pick you up.”

By the time she finished, Julia opened her mouth slack-jawed.

Angela had thought of this situation in her mind, and the expression on her face remained unchanged.

But that woman wouldn’t easily let her off.

She clasped her hands over chest, and looked over Angela. Then she sneered, “How can you become like this, Angela? Did you have a tough time in jail?”

Angela pursed her lips and remained silent but still maintained a smile.

The woman realized that she was just doing idle work. She got irritated at last. Her voice sharpened with knitted brows, “When did the Dream Club lower its recruitment standards? An attempted murderer is allowed to work here and greet guests. She even ignores the guest’s question. What kind of customer service do you offer? Where is your manager…”

“What are you doing here, Cathleen?”NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

A muffled voice interrupted her. Angela looked over her shoulder and watched the man approach. She started to recall the memory more clearly.

It was him…

Angela didn’t expect to meet Danis in such a situation.

Danis was the only person who ever visited her when she was in prison.

But he probably came to visit her with hatred as well. He was Jessica’s brother, how could he stay calm in front of the woman that almost killed his sister?

“Here you are Danis. Guess who I just met?”

Obviously Danis saw Angela as well. He turned a scrunched eye towards her with indescribable emotions. With no doubt, Angela changed dramatically. He frowned and later walked up to her, with an extremely soft voice, “When did you get released?”

“Half a month ago.”

He was a little surprised by her frankness. And with his head lowered, he saw the light scar on her face. Suddenly, his chest was like hit by something, he felt stuffy and looked away, “That’s good. Since you regain your freedom, hope you can start a new life.”

“Thanks.”

Cathleen didn’t expect Danis to give her away like this. Her face took on a ghastly expression.