Desperate Lovers

Chapter 364 What's Wrong with It?

With a sneer flickering across his eyes, he went on, "Second, grandpa is preparing a twenty-five

percent stake for me, which made your mistress in Britain jealous and incite you to demand some

shares from me for her newborn son. Is that so?"

"James, you don't have to say it in such an aggressive way," Jason said with a frown. "The twenty-five

percent stake is left to our family by your grandpa, so you ought to share it with your brother. What's

wrong with it?"

James smirked, his face full of sarcasm. "But I don't have such a brother."

"Admit it or not, he is your brother biologically!" Jason snapped word by word.

Thwack!

Denise slammed the cup on the table and stood up. "Jason, it's so shameless of you! You have always

been philandering outside and paid no attention to your son and me. Now, as soon as he gets some

shares in hand you come to ask for it for your love child. Why don't you feel shameful even by asking?"

In Angela's memory, Denise was always noble and elegant, like a perfect woman in the books or the

films. She had never seen her go wild regardless of her image like today.

"I'm talking to James, and why do you chime in?" Jason said discontentedly.

James tapped on the table with his finger, tore off his tie, and threw it aside. "Why don't you confirm

first that if your love child is of your blood before you rush to demand shares for him?"

"... What do you mean?" Jason changed his countenance.

James raised his eyebrow slightly and looked at him with an undiscernible smile. "Your little mistress is

always accompanied by a handsome young man with blond hair, isn't she?"

"He's her half brother," Jason couldn't help explaining after a glimpse at Denise.

James laughed, "She told you he's her brother, and you believed it. When did you become so naive?"

Jason became purple with rage, his brow knitted. After standing for a while, he dashed out without a

word.

"Wait!" James stopped him. "As to Adeline, and all love children you have, don't trouble me with those

craps."

Jason stopped and turned to him, "James, Do you think you are so fully-fledged that you can thumb

your nose at anyone now since you managed to threaten your grandpa?"

"Good is good, but better carries it. So I never thought that way," James said.

Jason snorted, "Don't think too highly of yourself. Never drive people to the wall, or you will regret it

someday."

"I won't, and thank you for your concern," James said. "Let's maintain mutual noninterference. The next

time your love children go to you to ask for the shares, you give them if you are able to, but if not, don't

bite off more than you can chew."

After a pause, he strengthened his voice, "As regards me, I will never leave a penny to them!"

"Well, remember what you have said today! You don't come to me for a favor, and I will do likewise. I

defy you to be cocky permanently!" With a smirk, Jason strode out.

Silence fell on the estate in no time, and even the sound of a needle dropping on the floor could be

heard.

After a while, Denise broke the silence, "James, you don't have to fall out with him. If something

happened in the future, at least you can ...."

"I would never beg him to help me no matter what happens," James interrupted her with an

unnoticeable frown.

After a faint sigh, Denise turned to Angela instead of replying to him, "Sorry to bother you with such a

mess."

"Since every family has a skeleton in the cupboard, you don't need to be sorry," Angela said.

Maybe she couldn't understand before that why some couples were always quarreling, for her parents

never quarreled. Even his father blared up occasionally, her mom would propitiate him soon.

However, she had experienced too many times recently.

Denise talked emotionally about Elva's sudden passing away for a while and said a few comforting

words to her before standing up for her leaving.

Before she left, Denise warned them, "With little time left, Lawson got a bit rush inevitably, which made

you gain the upper hand. But you'd better keep cautious, or you may get destroyed unwittingly in his

scheme."

Eleanor had said the same thing to them.

After thanking her, Angela with James saw her out.

Watching the car disappear in his sight, James said abruptly, "I'll try to discuss all the things I'm going

to do with you, and you should tell me whatever happens to you. OK?"

Angela looked up and saw her reflection in his pupils. His deep eyes could seemingly see her through.

She turned her head to avoid his gaze and nodded, "I'll ... try."

It's not for she didn't believe in James, but to believe James meant suspicion towards Luna ... Which

one to trust? It was torture for her to choose between Luna and him!

James's eyes lingered on her, yet didn't speak again eventually. "What would you like to eat. I'll do the

cooking."

"I would like whatever you make." Angela held his hand and played with his fingers the way he usually

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James cupped her face in his hands and pecked her on the lips, "Go and wait in the living room."

At dinner, James said, "Director Lau in your company intends to sell his shares, and Jessica would

persuade the Smith Group to buy them. After the Smith Group turns to a shareholder of the Chante

Group, the latter's shares would fall by the daily limit for several times."

"All these are in expectation, and you needn't worry about it too much."

Angela stopped eating for a second and inclined her head.

She roughly understood why he brought this up out of blue. He gave her due respect, so she ought to

be honest to him without reservation.

But she couldn't make up her mind to tell him that Luna found her mom's death was related to him.

James picked up some food with chopsticks for her, waiting for her to say something, but she said no

more till the meal was finished.

The Smith family.

In the dining room.

"What? You want to buy a twenty-five percent stake from Director Law?" With a tremble, Grandpa

Smith nearly threw out the bowl and chopsticks in his hands.

Even Edward, who always supported Jessica, frowned with disagreement on hearing that.

Jessica nodded, "The shares in the Chante Group have fallen continuously of late. Besides, Uncle

Lorenzo is recovering in hospital, and Greyson is in charge of the entire company.

"Director Lau is not bullish on the Chante Group's development in the future, so he intends to sell his

shares. It's beneficial for us to take it now."

Adeline suggested cheerfully, "In that case, why don't we buy more? Lorenzo has only a thirty-five

percent stake in his hands. If we also buy thirty-five percent, it equals that the Chante Group belongs to

our family, right?"

In her opinion, once they owned as many shares as Lorenzo, they had an equal say as him, which

meant the Chante Group arguably belonged to the Smith family!