Chapter 32: Angela's Undisputed Influence

Susan's POV

Instead, he took his time to console me. “I hate to see you like this. I wished there was something I could have done to help out.

Unfortunately, my Uncle decided today of all days to hate me,”

“What did you do to him? It took a while for you to notice.

His actions towards you showed how uncomfortable your presence made him feel,” I questioned Paul.

“Honestly, I wouldn't know.

The same way he and my Father never liked each other.

It's such a pity that he extended the rivalry to me,” Paul explained.

While he talked, I had a divided attention when I saw someone approaching from a distance.

A second glance revealed it was Angela, Ethan's stepmother.

I needed to clean my eyes to be certain it wasn't a hallucination.

Just like me, Paul spotted Angela after trailing my gaze. “Isn't Angela approaching us? What does she want?”

“What does she want?

Isn't it obvious that she came to finish the dirty job?” I replied harshly.

“You know what?

I don't care what she came for. Let's just leave this place,” I told Paul.

I didn't see myself recovering from the anger should Angela's face keep popping in my head.

“No, hold on a second. She's already close. Let's hear what she has to say,” Paul insisted despite my refusal.

He was behind the steering wheel, which further complicated it for me.

I couldn't go home either because it was too dark.

“Hey,”

Angela waved.

She tried to get familiar with us after what she did back there.

I'm utilizing the absence of Ethan's Father to confront Angela.

The revenge I yearned for had finally arrived, and I wasn't ready to bottle the wonderful opportunity.

To my greatest shock, Paul stopped me from experiencing the greatest revenge of all time

He held me back and said, “Let me handle it my way. Fortunately, Ethan's Father isn't here to shut me out.”

I forced myself to stay calm, but deep down, I wanted to do some crazy things for Angela that she'd live to regret for the rest of her life.

She studied me so well and knew what got me upset the most, and I fell for it.

“You still wanna fight after what happened out there?

You ought to be calm like a dove if you want to get what you want,” Angela advised me.

It certainly didn't sound like advice because I felt insulted by the things she said.

I decided not to retaliate because Paul warned me not to.

“That's enough already! What do you want?

I am pretty sure you are not here to cause more trouble, are you?

Because if that's what you came for, then I suggest you leave,” Paul spoke authoritatively.

I've never, for once, doubted his ways.

The situation would have gone in our favor if only Ethan's Father had allowed him to speak.

“On the contrary, I came for a peace talk,” Angela clarified.

“Peace talk?”

Paul and I spoke at the same time.

Our responses weren't even planned.

“Yes, you heard me right. I want to give you an offer.

If you accept the demands, I will make my husband stop his son from making that silly move,” Angela proposed.

She spoke in a soft tone.

I get to witness another angelic version of Angela that's never been seen before.

Only if she had been this sweet and accommodating could my mission have been executed effortlessly without anyone making a fuss out of it.

“So what's this offer all about?

Let's hear what you have got to say,” I asked after a brief silence existed among us.

Paul and I were so desperate to know what Angela had to offer.

I refused to get my hopes high.

Knowing the mess she's capable of creating, I never expected anything good to come from her.

“Wait a minute!

Why should we trust you?

What makes you think you can influence the decision of an old man?” I interrupted Angela just as she was about to speak.

I had every reason to believe that she had got intentions to mess with our heads, the same way Maria did.

I would consider myself the biggest fool that ever lived should I allow myself to make the same mistake again when I had all the time in the world to learn from it.

“I don't expect you to believe me.

The few things you witnessed out there should have answered your question,” Angela responded while still leaving me guessing.

“Speak!”

Paul commanded.

“It's elementary.

I want Paul to go on a date with me.

Have sex with me for a night and your problems will be solved.

This is more than an assurance. Still, I don't expect you to believe me because I've got nothing to prove,” Angela announced.

I used to contemplate that she was insane but after listening to the rubbish she said, I could beat my chest and say my assumptions were correct after all.

“This has got a joke, right?

Where's the camera? Are you setting us up?” I probed Angela.

I glanced around with the hope that I would find Ethan's Father watching us.

I found no one.

Nothing even a bird in the sky.

Angela was all alone with us.

“Like I said, I've got nothing to prove to you.

The choice is yours to make.

Here's my card should you change your mind,” Angela handed her card to Paul.

She proceeds to kiss Paul on the chin before leaving.

She spun her buttocks rigorously while her cat walked just to seduce Paul.

Five minutes after she left, Paul and I kept looking at each other's faces as we wondered what just happened. We suddenly lost our voices to speak.

It feels to us like a movie.

What baffles me the most is Angela's confidence.

How she approached us without fear got me wondering if she was a powerful witch.

If she could speak to Paul like that, then Ethan's Father is definitely her puppet.

Now I know why she attacked me when I speculated that Kelly isn't the bold son of Ethan's Father.