Desperate Lovers
Chapter 292 It's All My Fault

"Okay," Elva answered with a forced smile, but her smile was even sadder than a cry.

Angela felt uncomfortable when seeing her mother leave like this. Such a kind of feeling made her uneasy and her heart was jumping like crazy and her eyelids jumped several times. She pressed on her eyelids to stop them from jumping but it didn't work. "You're depressed, why didn't you tell me?" Angela walked over to the suitcase and followed to pack the luggage.

Elva's eyes flashed and she said sheepishly, "Leave it alone, I remember you don't know how to get clothes folded, so I have to do it later."

She lowered her head and didn't even look at Angela, looking slightly flustered.

"I will do it now." Angela looked downside and said.

Elva stopped and she shed tears, "Yes, you were in prison for two years and the Dream Club for two months, you definitely did a lot of such things."

She covered her face and cried sadly, "It's all my fault. If only I found what your father wanted to do earlier, then you..."

"It's all in the past. Don't talk about it anymore." Angela stood up to take some tissues and handed them to her, "Depression is a big deal, why didn't you tell me?"

Elva took the tissue to calm down. Then she laughed bitterly, "No big deal! No need to tell you. You almost died several times, but I'm not with you. I even hurt you at such times. I only suffer from mere depression. How can I let you sympathize with me?" The room fell silent.

Angela said, "Many people are blamed for what our family is like today, Jessica, me, you, and my father. You don't have to take all the blame."

"I..." After this word, Elva stopped. Then she shook her head, "You don't understand it, it's all my fault. If I wasn't too stupid, too easy to be used, too incompetent, and too..."

The more she said, the lower her voice became. At last, Angela could no longer hear what she was saying.

"What did you just say just now?" Angela's eyelids stopped jumping but she still felt uneasy.

Elva sniffled and tried to smile, "Nothing."

Downstairs.

Lorenzo and James were sitting on the sofa on both sides of the table. On the table, there was fragrant and refreshing tea.

"This is the new tea I got recently, have a try." Lorenzo took the teacup and had a taste after blowing the water. He seemed to be pleasant, but his attention was focused on James.

James also took the teacup under Lorenzo's gaze and had a taste. His moves were elegant and handsome. He held the tea in his mouth and finally swallowed, "Good tea!"

"James, you really know how to appreciate tea." Hearing James's compliment, Lorenzo was only slightly relieved, "Lorenzo always swigs my tea. It is a waste to give him such good tea. "

James took two more sips and put down his teacup, "As far as I know, Greyson likes collecting antiques. And he also knows how to appreciate antiques. Even many experts in this field would compliment him for this. In this aspect, I can't win him." "It's just a hobby to waste money. Meaningless." Lorenzo didn't think so.

James leaned back and rested on the couch, "How is that meaningless? Archaeologists, antique market owners, and antique appraisers. Many people want that kind of skills."

"I'm certainly happy if he can really put his skills in business." Lorenzo frowned, "But he just learns appreciation and buys things in the auctions. He spent over ten million but gets back nothing."

James laughed, "It's your fault. You don't teach him to manage a company or use his ability. It's not his fault that he gets nothing back."

"He is not talented like you." Lorenzo did not want to talk about this anymore and changed the subject, "What do you want to ask me?"

He looked the same as usual, but there was a hidden light under his eyes.

Mockery quickly flashed through James's eyes and he said indifferently, "If I want to take charge of the Harvey Group as soon as possible, I have to break up with Angela. What would you choose if you were me?"

This wasn't what Lorenzo wanted to hear so the lights under his eyes soon disappeared. And he asked without much interest, "If I were you, I would choose to go on with the woman I like."

James smiled and said meaningfully, "But why do I think you wouldn't choose that?"

"That means you are wrong." Lorenzo sighed, "Angela has been stubborn since childhood. Everything she determined couldn't be changed. If you choose the Harvey Group now, you will regret it."

James raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't it because you will lose all the benefits after I give up on Angela?"

He was too direct and Lorenzo's face stiffened for a moment because of his words. Then Lorenzo said, "Of course not. I thought you can understand me, unlike my family members."

"Why do you think so?" James straightened up and took another sip of the tea.

Lorenzo laughed bitterly, "Because you made the same decision as I did. You loved Angela but you still didn't explicitly reject the marriage proposed by the Smith family. Didn't you do this for the development of your career?" James frowned slightly.

"Actually, I think it's the right choice. When you're strong enough, you can reunion with Angela at that time." Lorenzo's volume went higher, "But in the opinions of the women, this is betrayal and it is unforgivable."

In the last sentence, he even cracked his voice for being too excited.

James picked up the teapot and refilled it for him, then pushed the cup towards him without answering.

"If you were in my position two years ago, would you give up the Chante family and the Chante Group for an Angela, or would you give up her alone and save the Chante family and the Chante Group?"

"It's obvious. Sacrificing Angela was the inevitable but least costly decision. I did it for the good of all. But yet nobody understands me!" Lorenzo was so angry that his face turned red. He took the teacup to take a drink, but he forgot how hot the tea was and he almost threw the teacup on the ground.

James put his slender legs together with both hands on his knees, and he nodded, "If it were me, I would indeed have chosen to do the same as you at that time."

James took two more sips and put down his teacup, "As far as I know, Greyson likes collecting antiques. And he also knows how to appreciate antiques. Even many experts in this field would compliment him for this. In this aspect, I can't beat him."

"It's just a hobby to waste money. Meaningless." Lorenzo didn't think so.

James leaned back and rested on the couch, "How is that meaningless? Archaeologists, antique market owners, and antique appraisers. Many people want that kind of skills."

"I'm certainly happy if he can really put his skills into business." Lorenzo frowned, "But he just learns appreciation and buys things in the auctions. He spent over ten million but got nothing back."

James laughed, "It's your fault. You don't teach him to manage a company or use his ability. It's not his fault that he gets nothing back."

"He is not talented like you." Lorenzo did not want to talk about this anymore and changed the subject, "What do you want to ask me?"

He looked the same as usual, but there was a hidden light under his eyes.

Mockery quickly flashed through James's eyes and he said indifferently, "If I want to take charge of the Harvey Group as soon as possible, I have to break up with Angela. What would you choose if you were me?"

This wasn't what Lorenzo wanted to hear, so the lights under his eyes soon disappeared. And he asked without much interest, "If I were you, I would choose to go on with the woman I like."

James smiled and said meaningfully, "But why do I think you wouldn't choose that?"

"That means you are wrong." Lorenzo sighed, "Angela has been stubborn since childhood. Everything she determined couldn't be changed. If you choose the Harvey Group now, you will regret it."

James raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't it because you will lose all the benefits after I give up on Angela?"

He was too direct and Lorenzo's face stiffened for a moment because of his words. Then Lorenzo said, "Of course not. I thought you could understand me, unlike my family members."

"Why do you think so?" James straightened up and took another sip of the tea.

Lorenzo laughed bitterly, "Because you made the same decision as I did. You loved Angela but you still didn't explicitly reject the marriage proposed by the Smith family. Didn't you do this for the development of your career?" James frowned slightly.

"Actually, I think it's the right choice. When you're strong enough, you can reunite with Angela at that time." Lorenzo's volume went higher, "But in the opinions of the women, this is betrayal and it is unforgivable."

In the last sentence, he even cracked his voice for being too excited.

James picked up the teapot and refilled it for him, then pushed the cup towards him without answering.

"If you were in my position two years ago, would you give up the Chante family and the Chante Group for Angela, or would you give up her alone and save the Chante family and the Chante Group?"

"It's obvious. Sacrificing Angela was the inevitable but least costly decision. I did it for the best of all. But yet nobody understands me!" Lorenzo was so angry that his face turned red. He took the teacup to take a drink, but he forgot how hot the tea was and he almost threw the teacup on the ground.

James put his slender legs together with both hands on his knees, and he nodded, "If it were me, I would indeed have chosen to do the same as you at that time."00000000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐