Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 122 A Hundred Times More HandsThan Louis

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Angela was rendered speechless. She was not familiar with Yusof, but judging from his daily attire and

extravagant spending, he was probably wealthy or noble.

After all, Cassie's family background was actually quite good. Even though she was not from the best branch of

the Hayes Family, it was at least a prominent family in Riverdon and leagues above ordinary people. Since no

one from the Hayes Family had intervened, they must be happy to see it happen.

In the past, Angela would have advised Cassie to bravely fight for her love if she liked someone, without leaving

any regrets behind! However, she now admired Cassie’s magnanimity. A man who loved another woman was like

a piece of dog poop, smelly and unsightly.

She reached out and poked Cassie's face. “Yeah, don’t be foolish and fall for a man who is already taken. Just

move on. The next one will be better.”

A crush was like a dazzling but empty firework, and when she met someone truly worth liking, she would slowly

forget about it.

Cassie glanced at Angela in surprise, then pouted. “If you can control your feelings, it’s not called love anymore!

He likes Sarah now, and if | say anything, | probably won't even be able to remain friends with him. I can only

watch from afar,”

“However, | heard that Sarah has a boyfriend. Yusof was about to give up, but when her family got into trouble

last time, he helped her out a lot, and he took that opportunity to get close to her again.”

Angela chuckled. “Isn't that being a third wheel? Find someone with morals to like.”

Cassie pursed her lips and didn’t say anything. She was just trying hard, and she hadn't succeeded yet.

Suddenly, Angela felt her phone vibrating in her hand, and a small envelope flew across the screen, indicating a

text message. She opened it and saw that it was from Jonathan.

“What tdoes the event end?’

Angela’s heart suddenly tightened. Does Jonathan know?

She had forgotten that Oliver was protecting her. When she chere, Jonathan must have known.

She nervously stood up, then told Cassie that she had to go out for a while, and quickly ran out with her phone

to make a call.

The call was answered quickly, and Angela hurriedly explained, “Jonathan, | didn’t plan to come, but my friend

draggedhere. | was going to leave at eight and go hto read.”

On the other end of the phone, Jonathan chuckled lightly. I'm not blaming you. It’s just that it's a mixed crowd

over there. Be careful, and if anything happens, call Oliver. I'll pick you up when it ends.”

Bars in the early 2000s were chaotic, with all sorts of people, and there were many cases of girls getting into

trouble. Unlike the more open-minded thinking of the next decade, many older people even thought that girls

who went to bars were not good people, much less decent girls.

She naturally understood Jonathan's concern, so she obediently replied. “I'll wait for the birthday star to

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cback, wish them a happy birthday, and then leave, probably in half an hour.”

Jonathan replied calmly, “Okay.”

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Outside the bar, in the car, Oliver looked at Jonathan's cold face in the rearview mirror and asked in confusion.

“Why didn’t you tell Mrs. Lawson that you had arrived?”

He didn’t quite understand why they were waiting in the car if they were already there.

Jonathan's dark eyes lowered, glancing over the now darkened phone screen. Let's wait for later.”

His tone was low and indifferent.

Oliver was even more puzzled. Wait for what?

After hanging up the phone, Angela felt much more relaxed and turned back.

Just as she turned around, she stopped in her tracks, her clear eyes staring calmly at the scene in front of her. A

chubby man with a big head and a thin, weak girl were together.

Although the lighting was dim and only half of the girl's face was visible, Angela still recognized her. It was

Linda.

Linda turned her head, and her gaze met Angela’s directly. Her already pale face turned even paler. exuding a

sense of desperate despair.

Her gaze was like that of a person clinging to the edge of an abyss, as if a single breeze could becthe final

straw that caused her to plunge into the abyss,

Angela's eyes were cold, and after just one glance, she put away her phone without looking away and continued

walking forward, back to the private room.

Linda’s eyelashes trembled. Suddenly, she raised her thin arms and fiercely pushed the chubby man away She

hugged herself as she trembled, wishing she were dead.

The chubby man’s eyes suddenly revealed a hint of malice as he grabbed her hair and slapped her.

“Now you're acting all high and mighty. Do you know how much money I've spent on you

The private room was still lively. As it was a rare chance to kick back and relax, several people were already

drunk and wailed into the microphone, singing so badly that even ghosts would refuse to listen Meanwhile,

Cassie was playing a heated gof dice with someone.

Yusof had returned, but he seemed in a bad mood and he sat next to Louis while drinking heavily with a serious

expression.

Angela glanced around, then looked back and set a timer for herself. She decided to leave in twenty minutes/

Judging by Yusof’s drunken state, it was questionable whether he would even be awake in half an hour.

When Cassie saw Angela return, she stopped playing and walked over to the door to say something to the waiter

before coming back.

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Taking Angela's arm, Cassie asked, “Where did you go just now?”

“Making a phone call, Angela replied.

“To who? You seemed so nervous, your parents?” Cassie teased.

Unfazed, Angela replied, “My husband.”

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Cassie's eyes widened in shock, then she burst into laughter. “Oh, your boyfriend, right? How is he? Is he

handsome? How does he compare to Louis? How old is he? Is he from our school?”

After a moment of consideration, Angela nodded emphatically. “Handsome! One hundred Louises can’t compare

to him. He's not from our school, he’s 27.”

She couldn't pass the entrance exam for his school.

Louis, who was being dragged into the conversation for no reason at all, turned speechless. He gave her a cold

look, his expression turning even more sour.

Then he kicked Yusof, saying, “Get lost and drink somewhere else, you're a mess.”

Yusof, feeling wronged, said, “Louis, it's my birthday today, can’t you be a bit nicer to me?”

“Stop being so tic, I'm out of here.” Louis's dark eyes narrowed, his face full of frustration.

Yusof felt disgruntled, but dared not speak.

Cassie was stunned. “Are you kidding me? He's a hundred times more handsthan Louis?” She blinked. “Are

you joking?”

Louis was the most handsstudent from the medical department, whose face was always praised as

handsby countless infatuated girls. Was there anyone who could be a hundred times more handsome

than him?

“No, I'm serious,” Angela said seriously, not allowing anyone to question Jonathan.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a waiter cin with a two-tiered cake.

Through the open door, Angela faintly saw the scene downstairs on the first floor, a smile playing on her lips.

Things had suddenly becmore interesting.

In the noisy bar, with its colorful lights, Christopher had a layer of frost on his handsface as he pulled Linda

behind him. He held a bottle of wine in one hand while pointing at the fat man with the other. “She said no. Are

you deaf?”

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