Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 70

James look sideways at Sean and asked, ''Which school did you go?

Can't you tell the difference between rationality and cold-blood?"

"You tell me. I’m not the one who always had the lowest points in the class."

Sean raised his leg to kick, only to be interrupted by James's words. "The suit is worth 120,000 yuan. I’ll give you a friendship discount, which was two thousand for each footprint you’ll leave on it. Just transfer the money to my bank account after you finish..

It doesn't matter if you’ve forgotten my account number, I'll have my assistant send it to you."

Sean retracted his foot with lightning speed and said, "You’re such a snobby penny pincher."

James ignored him.

"But seriously, Jessica has too much on her mind, so you'd better watch out for her."

Sean lamented. "She had set me up for several times, but I found no way to accuse her."

James hooked his lips and said. "Obviously, there’s a huge gap between your IQ and mine."

"James,"

Sean said as he continued to make coffee. "Would it kill you not to insult me?"

James replied indifferently,

"It wouldn’t be that serious, but it surely will make me very sad."

"..."

The coffee scent spread. Sean blew it and took a sip, "This coffee is good, and it would be a waste if you keep it. I'll take it with me later."

James hummed carelessly and said, "There are still a few jars at home, just take them all if you like."

"I’ll get then as soon as I finish this one."

Sean put down his coffee at his disdainful gaze. Then he asked,

"What exactly did Angela do to you two years ago? It wasn't enough for you to snap her legs and send her to jail, but you had to keep her at the Dream Club?"

James's eyes flickered and glanced at him. Then he asked, "Want to know?"

Sean nodded. "Just curious."

"Then go on being curious."

James's sad and swapped his folded legs. He tugged his tie, frowning.

"You’re so ruthless."

Sean said as he picked up the gold-rimmed glasses on the coffee table. Then he wiped it, and put it back on. "James, you can do whatever you want, but you should at least leave a way out for her. It's better for both of you."

A idea crossed James’s mind. He snorted and said, "Did your parents send you here to plead for my mercy on Angela?"

"Sort of."

Sean rubbed his brows and admitted helplessly.

"And that silly disciple of mine, who is chattering about how pitiful Angela is all day long. She just wouldn’t give up sending me to you to intercede."

James lowered his eyes, the sunlight spilling in from behind him, and he had half the side of his face hidden in the shadows. Sean was unable to see his expression.

Sean continued,

"I'm just saying off the top of my head. It’s a task from my parents and Raya. Do as you please, I won't interfere,

but there’s one thing…

He lengthened his tone and looked at James with meaningful looks.

James was confused. He asked, "But what?"

"Gabriela has told me a few interesting things about you and Angela recently,"

Sean pushed his glasses and said. "James, The onlooker sees most of the game. I suggest you do not go too far, or later it would be too late to regret."

James laughed and didn’t seemed surprised at all. Then he said, "Don’t be a lawyer, be an emotional expert instead. Or you should be a salesman, your eloquence deserves more than this."

"If you don't listen to me, you'll suffer later."

Sean make clicks and left with the coffee powder in his hand. He turned around to James and said, "See you around."

After the door closed, James raised his eyebrows. Then he tapped on the table with his bony fingers.