Chapter 33: Tackling Angela's Brilliance

Susan's POV

“Did you witness what just happened? Or am I imagining things that aren't real?” Paul asked me shortly after Angela's departure.

I couldn't respond to his question immediately because I had divided attention.

It was as though my eardrums were damaged. My body was with Paul, but my mind wasn't.

I was lost in deep thought, trying to process what happened a while ago.

“Hey, I am talking to you Susan,” Paul waved at me to bring my mind back to life.

“Were you even listening to me?

Why didn't you respond? You made it seem like I was talking to myself,” He snarled.

I caressed my head to pretend like I was having migraines. “Oh, sorry. I didn't know you were talking to me.

My attention was divided,”

“I think we need to tell Ethan's Father about this.

He needs to be aware of the beast he married as a wife.

You were right about her. That bitch never loved my Uncle. She fucking married for his money.

I am afraid she might hurt my uncle and take over his empire,” Paul freaked out.

He wouldn't stop speaking up against Angela as though they've had an altercation in the past before.

After listening to him speak, he seemed to make a lot of sense. However, his suggestion still didn't align with my perception.

“No, I am not convinced that will be necessary

We might want to have a second opinion about this.” I turned down Paul's suggestion without a second thought.

It got him upset. He thought we were on the same page. “What do you mean we shouldn't tell Ethan's Father?

If he were your Father, would you fold your arms and do nothing while another lady ruins everything he's ever worked for?”

“Of course not, Paul.

I will do everything to protect my family,” I responded to Paul's question immediately before speaking further.

“So what are you insinuating? You are not even making sense right now.

You haven't made any reasonable suggestions since Angela presented the proposal to me.

Are you backing out on me now?” he growled at me.

“Back out on you?

Of course, not.

How can you even think of such a thing?

I wouldn't have come this far without your immense effort.

What makes you think I'm going to turn my back on you at this crucial time now?” I defended myself to debunk Paul's claims.

I wouldn't want him to have negative thoughts against me that would be detrimental to our mission.

Paul hasn't been that upset at me before. The fact that my suspicion about Angela suddenly turned out to be true got Paul even more upset.

“Can we please go inside and talk about this?” I urged Paul shortly after we arrived at his mansion.

It has been agreed between us that I'll spend the night at his mansion.

I already swore never to return to Ethan until my mission was accomplished.

From a distance, I waited for Paul to step outside the car, but he never did.

With a wide glance, I caught him sulking in frustration.

I could imagine the thoughts running through his mind already.

I facepalm and return to the car park. “Are you seriously going to remain here for eternity?

We've been out for the whole day. Come inside let's talk about this,”

He hissed and finally got out of the car. Without saying a word to me, he walked straight to the house.

I giggled.

I find his act rather hilarious.

I didn't let his silly attitude get into my head.

I was just pleased that I finally got him to come out of the car.

Majestically, I walked inside the living room and saw Paul pacing around like a headless chicken

He dashed to the minibar to grab a bottle of Cognac.

He poured some portion inside a glass cup and gulped it.

As he was about to take the second shot, I rushed to pull the glass away from him. “You're going to harm yourself. Come on, this ain't the way out,”

“You can't be serious, Maria.

Perhaps I wouldn't be here drinking myself to a stupor if you had a better option,” he roared.

He barely had a few shots and he was already acting weird.

I can't imagine what will happen when he finally gets intoxicated.

“Slow down, Paul.

Don't get yourself so worked up for no reason.

You're gonna have a heart attack,” I walked up to him and calmed his nerves.

With my sweet words, I managed to make him sit down.

He may have agreed to sit down, but his mind still wasn't settled.

I could hear his heart beating faster from where I sat.

“You're not going to have sex with Angela.” I briefly clarified just to set the record straight.

I also said that to put his mind at ease.

“If I don't have sex with her, how then do we convince her to speak to Ethan's Father on our behalf?” Paul asked. My assurance still wasn't enough to take the confusion off his face.

“Now here's where we strike,” I drew Paul closer and whispered to him my intended plans.

“Do you think this will work out? Angela appears to be smarter than you can ever imagine,” Paul doubted me.

I can't see how he suddenly became too scared of Angela.

He accords her with utmost respect as though she were the Queen of the coast.

“Angela ain't got nothing on us.

She may be smart, but not smarter than us.

After the plan, she'll lose everything she ever worked for,” I assured Paul again.

I lost count of how many times I've done that just to get him on my side. How he ends up acting like a kid because of a young lady like Angela.

If it was just me alone, I wouldn't even drop a sweat.

“Great! This seems remarkable.

I'm with you on this one.

Let's just hope we don't end up having any regrets,” Paul finally conquered after issuing the warning to me.