Desperate Lovers

Chapter 222 I Will Revenge on You

But before Luna could tell Greyson about her plan, she heard him cursing, "Fuck, Angela said your

grandfather was going to send her away. Why her phone is power off now? If something bad happens

to Angela due to your grandfather, I will revenge on you and your grandfather."

Luna wanted to stop him, but Greyson was so angry that he didn’t listen to her at all.

"...My grandfather?" A thin layer of sweat appeared on James's head, and panic and anxiety flashed

through his eyes.

Without waiting for Greyson to say anything, he turned around and strode out of the Wealth Hall.

Luna watched his figure disappearing quickly from the door with anxiety on her face. She couldn't help

but blame Greyson, "How can you tell James about this? What if Angela’s phone is just out of power?

What you did may destroy Angela’s plan!"

Greyson was worried about Angela and did not think about it at all. He said in a daze, "Yes..." And then

he asked, “What if something bad really happened to her?”

Luna was dumb for a while. Yeah, what if anything really happened to Angela?

"Is it true that Lawson has sent Angela away?" Lorenzo lowered his head and asked Greyson with

disappointment in his eyes.

Elva was surprised with tears hanging on her eyelashes when she listened to Angela’s name.

Greyson didn't know why he asked about it, and said irritably, “That’s what Angela has told me.” He

paused for a while, and said anxiously, "No, I have to visit Lawson and ask him where Angela is now!"

He turned the wheelchair and was about to go outside but failed.

"Since Lawson is involved in this matter, leave it alone," Lorenzo said with a frown, grabbing the

wheelchair from its back side.

Greyson stared at him angrily, "Dad, let me go!"

The men who had been talking to Lorenzo saw that something was wrong, so they just made an

excuse and left.

"Don't mess around!" Lorenzo said solemnly, "If you annoy James, I can still take care of the aftermath

for you. But, if you offend Lawson, I can't guarantee you can remain intact. Stay away from Angela from

now on and forget about her, OK."

Luna consciously knew what kind of person her father-in-law was, but she couldn't help frowning when

she heard such words.

Elva opened her mouth slightly, and the teardrops on her eyelashes fell off. Her red eyes were filled

with doubts.

"Let me go. I don't have a father like you! You are a scumbag!" Greyson was not able to use his hands

and legs than, so he directly bowed his head and bit on Lorenzo's hand.

When Lorenzo loosened his hand due to pains, Greyson grimaced, turning the wheelchair and rolling

over Lorenzo's feet. Then, he hurried to the door.

Luna glanced at Lorenzo, who was sore and sweaty, and ran to chase Greyson. Lorenzo was furious

because his son and daughter-in-law treated him like this. Then he yelled unhappily at Elva, "Stop

crying. The only thing you know is crying. You have spoiled your son. He knows nothing but quarrels

and making troubles for me."

Elva clenched her teeth, shook off his hands and slapped on Lorenzo’s angry face.

The loud slap attracted the attention of countless people present. When they saw Elva, who was known

for her mild temper and soft heart, hit her husband, everyone was surprised.

"What has Lorenzo done to Mrs. Chante? He just made her so angry."

"Mrs. Chante has such a good temper. She doesn't even speak loudly to others, but she has slapped

Lorenzo in public. Did Lorenzo cheat on Mrs. Chante?"

"Although he is a philanthropist in public, no one knows what he is really like in his family. If he were

really a good person, he wouldn't have made Mrs. Chante so angry."

Lorenzo heard gossips, and his face turned red. He wanted to explain that the truth was not what they

thought, but they didn’t ask him face to face.

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His face was getting red and red.

Lorenzo covered his red and swollen cheek and said sternly, "Elva, what are you doing? Are you crazy

like Greyson and Angela?"

"Yes! I am driven crazy by you." Elva's voice seemed a bit sharp due to its high pitch. "Lorenzo,

you...you, I made such a mistake. You are contemptible."

The last few words were almost silenced because she was choked with sobs.

Lorenzo never expected that his wife who had always regarded him as a god would beat him.

He was shocked for a while, and couldn't even maintain the elegant image in the public.

Elva wiped away her tears, picked up a glass of red wine from the waiter who was passing by, and

poured it on Lorenzo’s body.

Then, she spat on the ground angrily, acting just like what Greyson had done and cursed, "Lorenzo,

you are a scumbag!"

She threw the empty cup towards him. Finally, she left with tears in her eyes.

Not far away, Jessica sat in the wheelchair, watching the scene, quietly and thoughtfully.

James drove his car and rushed to the hospital ward. Then, regardless of his family members, he

opened the door with a slam and rushed in.

In the ward, the old lady was sitting next to the bed, holding Lawson's hand. She lay on Lawson’s arms

with tears on her wrinkled face, her eyes red.

Lawson was patting on her back, consoling her gently. The old lady straightened up after seeing James

break in. She wiped tears from her face, looking a little embarrassed.

"Who let you in?" Lawson got up with the support of the bed, his face gloomy. He boomed, "Get out of

here!"

The door of the ward was still open, and everyone was looking at the inside ward, sighing.

No matter how much Lawson hated James, he couldn't deny that James was the backbone of the

Harvey Group. Even if he didn't like him, he had never treated him with such a bad manner before.

James kicked the door open with his foot and asked blankly, "I have agreed to engage to Jessica. Why

did you send Angela away?"

"You are not qualified to question what I have done," Lawson said loudly.

On the other side, the old lady patted him on his back and said worriedly, "Don't get angry. It's not good

for your health."

"I'm okay. You go out." Lawson patted the back of her hand. His voice was a little softer but still cold.

The old lady tried to talk, but finally sighed. Then she went out and closed the door.

"Why did you take Angela away?" James asked again with his lips tightened.

Lawson snorted heavily and got out of bed, "If you care so much about her, she will become your

weakness and ruin everything of you."

"Did she ruin everything of me, or ruin everything of the Harvey Group?" James lowered his head,

coldly looking at Lawson, who was weak due to his illness but still sounded powerful.