Chapter 465 Awaiting Your Arrival

• James felt a pulsating ache in his arms and wrists, frustration surging through him, his face flushed with anger. "Angela!" His glare dripped with disdain, and features contorted in displeasure. Oliver's grip held firm as James shot a glance at Angela.
• Seated casually across the table, Angela had James nearly pressed against its surface. "What's the matter?" she asked nonchalantly, scrutinizing him.
• It had been a while since she last saw James, expecting some growth, but his impulsive behavior caught her off guard.