CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

“Angela, what the hell are you doing here?” He asked and walked to her. “As if sending pictures to my wife was not enough, you follow me here. What do you want exactly from me woman,” he said for only her to hear.

Mubanga just stood there in stunned disbelief at what was happening. “Have you two met?” She finally asked as she watched them exchange a few more words.

“Well, kind of. What is she doing here?” He asked, looking at Mubanga.

“Well, she is the new ambassador for the wine I told you about,” she said, still looking from one to the other, trying to understand what was happening.

He turned to look at Angela who was just smiling, and all the questions he tried to forget about came back to him all over again. What did she want from him? What was her motive in sleeping with him? And sending those pictures to Eliza. Was she just doing it for fun, or did she have something else planned for him?

“Why didn’t you say something about it? And was there no one available apart from her?” He