Chapter 51 Angela's Strange Behaviour
Angela was going through the documents shared with her for the second movie premiere. The details of the new teasers, the social media content, etc. She started feeling tired. She emptied the box of drinks and threw a gum into her mouth to keep her focus. She started making some corrections to the document. She finally finished and sent it back to Britney via email. She shifted her focus to ensuring the location for the premiere was secured. She started making some phone calls.
Britney was in her office when Angela's email came through to her. She tapped on it, opened the attachment and started going through. The expression on her face started changing gradually, reading all the changes that Angela had made to the script. Some didn't make sense, and some sounded strange. She was not sure if Angela was talking about the movie. After going through the document, she realised Angela was talking about a night she spent with her boyfriend.
Britney stood up from behind her desk and decided to alert Angela that she was putting her business in the document. She went up to the eighth floor using the elevator. She knocked gently on Angela's door and entered.
"Angela, please check the document you sent over to me. You added some things I believe are not supposed to be there," Britney said, staring at Angela behind her desk.
"I did?" Angela asked, surprised and went back to her mail.
She opened her email and went through the attachment. She read through and shifted her gaze back to Britney.
"It's fine," Angela said, and Britney frowned.
"Angela, I don't think anyone wants to know what you did with your boyfriend. I believe the focus of this ad is the movie premiere," Britney informed her.
"The script is fine," Angela said. "Please leave. I have other important things to take care of," she added, dismissing Britney from her office.
Britney frowned, staring at Angela, who was going through a file in front of her. She wondered what was wrong with her and why the sudden anger.
"Angela," Britney tried one more time.
"Britney, please get out of my office," Angela said, sounding a little strong.
Britney walked out of her office, but she made her way towards Bryce's office. She knocked gently and entered upon invitation.
"Good morning, Mr President," Britney greeted, standing in front of Bryce's desk. "I want to bring something to your attention," she began, and Bryce offered her a seat.
"Thank you," Britney said and continued. "I am not sure what is wrong with Angela or what she wants to do. The script I shared with her for the movie premiere. She made some absurd changes to it," Britney reported.
"What do you mean by absurd changes?" Bryce asked, moving his gaze from his laptop to Britney.
"She made some changes and started talking about her night with her boyfriend," Britney reported, and Bryce's heart skipped a beat.
"Did she mention who this guy is?" Bryce asked, and Britney was surprised by the question but answered anyway.
"No, but from what I read, I know she was talking about her time with some guy, but no name was mentioned," Britney said, and Bryce frowned, not sure how to feel.
Angela didn't mention his name, which he was glad she didn't, but which guy was she talking about? Bryce thought.
"Bring me the script?" Bryce requested.
"Yes, Mr President. Would you like a hard copy or should I send it via email?" Britney asked.
"Sent it to my email," Bryce replied, and Britney acknowledged before exiting his office.
A few minutes went by, and Bryce received an email from Britney. He quickly opened it, curious to know what Angela was talking about. He opened the attachment, and his eyes widened. Reading some of the details, he knew Angela was talking about their night together. He frowned, wondering why Angela would put such in a script going public. He picked up his phone and called Angela's office extension, but it rang, and no one answered.
He fetched his phone from his desk and called Angela's number directly. She answered after two rings.
"Hello, love," Angela greeted, and Bryce frowned.
Angela has never addressed him like that before, not that he didn't like the sound of it, but why would she address him like that? Bryce thought.
"Where are you?" Bryce asked, trying to find out where Angela was, and she was addressing him like that.
"I am on my way to Don Entertainment," Angela replied, sounding very excited.
Bryce ended the call and called the driver.
"Are you the one taking Ms Angela to Don Entertainment?" Bryce asked.
"Yes, sir," replied the guard.
"Does Ms Angela look okay to you?" Bryce asked if something was wrong.
The guard stared at Angela from the rearview mirror. Angela's gaze was fixated on her laptop, and she had a serious expression on her face.
"Yes, sir," the guard replied after observing Angela briefly.
"Don't take her to Don Entertainment. Take her home," Bryce instructed.
"Yes, sir," the guard acknowledged and made the next turn heading back to Bryce's apartment in the estate.
"Hey, where did you turn around?" Angela asked realizing the sudden change of direction.
"The boss asked me to send you home?" the guard replied, and Angela frowned.
"Why?" Angela questioned angrily.
"I am not sure, ma'am. I am just following his instructions," the guard replied.
Angela fetched her phone and called Bryce.
"Why did you ask the driver to take me home? I have work to do, or have you forgotten?" Angela spoke angrily to Bryce.
Bryce was surprised as Angela had never spoken like this to him before. She was always calm, even in her anger. She would be defensive, but not this aggressively angry.
"Angela, go home. I am coming over," Bryce said calmly.
"I am not going home. I have work to do," Angela retorted.
"Angela, this is an order. Go home," Bryce said, sounding a little firm.
"And what if I refuse?" Angela questioned, almost yelling.
Bryce did not answer. He ended the call and called the guard.
"Take her home. Even if you have to use force. Do it and keep her in the house till I get there," Bryce instructed.
"Yes, sir," the guard acknowledged and ensured the car doors were locked.
"Hey, I am your boss's wife. My words carry equal weight as his. I can have you fired. Take me to Don Entertainment or lose your job," Angela screamed at the guard.
He said nothing but just closed the divider.
"Hey, you are ignoring me. You will lose your job," Angela yelled from the back seat of the car, hitting the divider.
At the office, Bryce called Bernard.
"Handle the client meeting for this afternoon, I have an emergency," Bryce said.
"Yes, Mr President," Bernard acknowledged.
Bryce sent an email to Britney, asking her to correct the script and send it to him via email.
He picked up his laptop and exited the office. He went to the garage and was soon on his way back to his estate to find out what was wrong with Angela.
A couple of minutes earlier, Diana had seen Britney returning to her office looking a bit angry.
"What is wrong, Britney? You don't look your usual happy self," Diana asked.
"I am not sure what is wrong with Angela. I think the recognition given to her for her first successful project had gotten into her head. She made some terrible mistakes in the script I sent her. When I alerted her, she dared to send me out of her office. I reported it to the president, though," Britney said, sounding angry.
"Oh, that is not good. I hope the president does something about this," Diana said.
"Yeah," Britney said and entered her office.
Diana quickly sent a message to Susan informing her of what had happened. She went upstairs upon Susan's instruction to find out what was happening. She overheard Bryce telling Bernard he just had an emergency a few minutes after instructing someone to take Angela home. She quickly entered Angela's office when she heard Bryce approach the door.
Once Bryce had left, Diana came out of Angela's office and shared what she heard with Susan before heading for the elevator. At the elevator, she came face to face with Bernard.
"What are you doing here?" Bernard asked with a frown, and Diana's colour drained out of her, thinking of what to say since Bernard was the type who would interrogate you until he was satisfied with your answer.