Chapter 6

Clara walked past Angelina's desk. Angelina after seeing her quickly got up and followed her into the office.

"You went to visit Andrew didn't you?" Angelina asked as soon as she sat down.

"Yes." She said putting the documents on the table.

"What's this?" Angelina tried to reach for the documents but Clara quickly took it away.

She opened her drawer and put it in there and locked it.

"Angelina, don't put your nose in things that you are not meant to know about." She said a bit angry.

"Clara, I have been handling the media since yesterday and my phone is still ringing because of the reporters. I deserve an explanation."

"You'll get one in a few days. And there is no need for you to take it down anymore." She said leaning back in the chair. She had her hand on her forehead.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean don't pull down the articles about me and Andrew kissing."

"WHAT! What did he say that made you change your mind?"

"Look, a lot happened. But first things first." She looked at Angelina," how did you know that I was with Andrew in the first place?"

"I saw this when I went into your room." Angelina placed the taped letter on her desk.

She looked at it and was furious.

"Now you're even going through my trash?" she asked trying to suppressing her anger.

"I just went in your room to tell you that we had to go but you weren't there and on my way out I saw this an-"

"Stop." She told her, " Just get out. I'll deal with this later."

"But I-"

"OUT!" she yelled at her.

Angelina flinched and was a little scared and upset with her. This was the first time she was yelled at by her. She slowly turned and left the office.

Clara was left alone in her office. She tried to calm herself down. She had no idea why she suddenly bursted in front of Angelina like that.

"That Andrew Bloom is getting in my head." She said pinching her nose bridge between her fingers.

She unlocked her drawer and took out the documents. It was a contract that she had signed. Two contracts to be exact. One was a non-disclosure agreement and the other was an engagement agreement.

She sighed putting it back in the drawer and locked it again.

Angelina didn't talk to her the next two days. She didn't even give Clara a chance to apologize. Whenever she went even near her Angelina would just get up and walk away and would totally ignore her like she wasn't even there. And during work time she would just give her the documents she needed to sign on or would say something that was needed to be said. She didn't talk to her like how she used to. and that felt awkward to Clara.

The next day she went shopping and brought Angelina some designer clothes and bags. She decided to lure her this way into taking to her again.

~At home~

Clara knocked at Angelina's door and peaked in.

Angelina saw it was her and continued to ignore her. She was on her laptop doing something.

Clara came inside her room carrying a lot of shopping bags.

"Hey, so I went shopping today and bought you some designer clothes that you always wanted to buy. Few of them are limited addition items."

Those caught her attention. She was extremely intrigued but was holding herself back.

Clara placed the bags on the floor beside her bed and sat down beside her on the bed.

"Angel?" she looked at her.

No response what so ever but she did caught her glancing at the bags on the ground.

Clara then acted as pitiful as she possibly could and looked down sadly.

"I'm pregnant." She said.

"WHAT!?!" Angelina asked extremely shocked, she was not expecting her to say this.

"How? When?" she asked putting the laptop aside or almost throwing it aside and sat next to her.

"Oh, no wonder you were so cranky the past few days. Oh you must've felt so frustrated."

She hugged Clara warmly.

"You must've been so stressed out these days." Angelina said rubbing her arm softly.

Clara felt bad for wanting to laugh. She pursed her lips to stop herself from laughing.

Clara's phone started to ring. She pushed Angelina away softly.

"Hang on." She told her.

But Angelina saw the callers ID and snatched the phone away from her.

"No, give that back. It's not what you think." Clara tried to get her phone back.

"Shhhh." Angelina told her, " Sit down. I'm going to give him a piece of my mind."

Clara sat down worried but also curious about what was going to happen.

Angelina received the call and put it on speaker.

"Are you ready for tomorrow night?" Andrew's voice came from the speakers.

"You have some nerves to call her after you messed her life up like that." Angelina said angrily.

"I'm sorry who is this? And may I speak to Clara?" Andrew asked.

"I'm her secretary and no you cannot speak to Clara. Not after what you have done to her."

"Look Miss...?"

"Angelina Drew."

"Look Miss Drew we both agreed on this matter and you have no right to speak on this matter what so ever and may I speak to Miss Rose please?"

Clara could hear the irrigation in his voice.

"No right?" Angelina said appalled, " I have every right to speak to you. You got her pregnant and you said I have no right? You really have no manners."

Andrew paused of a minute.

"Did you say... pregnant?" he asked surprised.

"Yes, you dumbass." Angelina said.

Clara was trying to hold her laugh for quite a while now but now she accidentally let one out. She putted her hands on her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

"Miss Drew, if she indeed is pregnant then I assure you that it is not me that caused her to be so." Andrew told her.

"Wait, what?"

"You heard me. Just give her the phone please." Andrew said extremely irritated.

Angelina looked at Clara confused and hand her the phone back.

Clara pursed her lips and tried to compose herself. She turned off the speaker and talked to him.

"Hello?"

"Miss Rose what is this about you being pregnant and how did I end up being the father when I clearly never slept with you."

"I'm sorry it's just a misunderstanding. My friend here misunderstood something." Clara said with small laughs in between.

"Are you pregnant?" he asked her.

"No." she answered.

"Okay, that's great."

She could imagine how relieved he must've felt after hearing this.

"Well, I hope you resolve this matter with her quickly."

"I was going to do that."

" Okay I hope that you're ready for tomorrow night."

"I am and can I bring my secretary along?"

Andrew thought about it.

"Yes, as long as she doesn't cause trouble."

"She won't."

"Then I'll pick you up at 6."

"Do you have my address though?"

"Miss Rose."

"Yes?"

"Your not the only one who can get people's information." He told her and hung up.

Clara looked at her phone irritated and wanted to punch him very badly.

"Uhhhmmmm... Coco who's the babies father?"

"Hmmm? What baby?" she looked at Angelina.

She forgot about her fake pregnancy for a minute.

"Oh that oh.... Well.... Umm." She hesitated.

Angelina started to get suspicious.

"Are you really even pregnant?" she asked her suspiciously eyeing her.

Clara gave her a nervous smile.

"No." she said innocently.

"COCO!" Angelina slapped her in the back.

"Hey, Aww that hurts."

"Do you have any idea how worried I was thinking that you were pregnant?"

"Sorry, but hey it worked didn't it? You're talking to me now."

Angelina remembered that she was mad at her. She sat back on her bed and crossed her arm and started to ignore her again.

"Angel," Clara said holding her hand in hers, " look I know it was wrong of me to get mad at you and to lie to you."

"Hmph!"

"Angel, I want to tell you, believe me I really do. But I signed a non disclosure agreement with Andrew and I can't tell you things."

"But you yelled at me when you should've yelled at him. I know it's was wrong of me to go through your things but you still shouldn't have yelled at me." She told her.

"I know, I know and I am really sorry about it." Clara said and hugged her.

"I was really upset about it." Angelina said hugging her back.

"I'm sorry. Are we good now?"

"Yeah we good."

Clara leaned back and looked at her.

"Are you sure you don't want those?" she asked looking at the shopping bags.

"They're all mine." Angelina said pushing her back and putting the bags on her bed.

Clara laughed at her while Angelina pointed out her tongue at her.

"Wear this dress for tomorrow." Clara told her taking out a bag for her.

"Where are we going tomorrow?" she asked.

"To crash a birthday party." She told her.

Angelina looked at her confused.

"You'll find out tomorrow." She told her.