Chapter 30: Chapter 30

CHANGE OF PLANS

"Tighten your seatbelts, the plane is about to land", the air hostess said curtly, walking around making sure everyone was doing as she said.

Janelle turned slightly, different thoughts rummaging through her head.

Tuesday, she was supposed to be in Qatar like Rashid had told her to, her heart was thumping loudly in her chest, she was going to see him and that alone didn't sit well with her.

It might not be today, not tomorrow, but certainly for the divorce to go through, she must have to see him, and discuss, and she does know it would be a lengthy one.

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Earlier on Monday morning, she was dressed in a black plaid skirt, and a matching white shirt with little stripes of yellow.

A smile creased her cheeks, yet, there was nothing to be smiling about, reminiscing over everything that had happened the weekend and the finality of Rashids' decision over her coming to Al Zayed if she really wanted a divorce.

Certainly, there was nothing to be smiling about.

She took the elevator to the fifth floor, she had received a mail from the company's manager, telling her to meet him immediately, once she gets to work. The elevator pinged, showing that they were on the third floor, when Bella walked in.

An evil grin plastered on her face, with her hands splayed by each side of her waist, making loud sounds with the gum she was chewing.

Janelle stood back, playing calm, afterall there was nothing that should make her feel like slapping off the smirk on Bella's face.

She remembered what Delilah said to her the other time, about Bella being obsessed with an Arab Prince, and the question that came to her mind, was if it was Rashid, and the relationship the duo shared, cause with everything happening around her, she was sure that Rashid had something to do with Bella, the town's slut and vice versa.

Once they reached the fifth floor, Janelle smoothened her well plaid skirt and walked out, while Bella gave into a fit of hysterical laughter.

Mr Brown Belanger watched as Janelle came into his office, he was sorry to let her go, but he had no choice, the company was crumbling so fast, and a good Samaritan had come to his aid immediately, there was nothing he could do to turn back the hands of the clock, he knew if he was given another chance, he would still do the same.

"Good day Sir, you requested to see me --", Janelle said, "Is everything alright?, You seem to be so weary." she observed. Although Mr Brown wasn't the type to show his feelings, Janelle being so observant of the man knew something wasn't okay, yet, she still couldn't pin point it, since the man hadn't said a thing to her.

"There's the file over there, take it and leave my office, your desk should be cleared before the end of the day. I wish you good years ahead", Mr Brown boomed, taking the hot mug of coffee in his hands, he left his outer office, entering his inner space, where he stayed when he wanted to have his own time to himself.

Janelle stood dumfounded, unable to process the news relayed to her by Mr Brown, it felt like her legs were too tiny to hold her up, and they were almost faltering.

"S-sir", she stuttered, her lips twitching.

"Just do as I say, Miss Leilani, it would be better for you and the company", that was the last thing Mr Brown said before he went off.

Hastily, Janelle went to the big brown envelope, she tore the envelope, wanting to know the content, she was impatient to know.

Although, throughout the past few months, she had noticed that the company was becoming unstable, but not to the point of firing her.....

"Dear Miss Leilani, it has been the company's best time working with you. There's a transfer letter given to you, rather a promotion as you would be working with the NUMBER ONE top model in the whole of Asia, R & J Modelling house. Also, you have been given a double promotion not only to work as a model, but also, the manager of the brand. You would resume work on or before Friday. Congratulations to you", Janelle read through the letter, her hands shook as she read the final content of the letter.

Life was sure playing a huge trick on her. After the calls she had with Rashid, she made up her mind to carry on with the marriage with Dante, not minding what would come out of it, Rashid was playing a mind trick on her, she was so aware of it, and she wasn't going to let him play her like he did.

She was supposed to be happy, but she wasn't. She finally was going to meet him, but she thought over it again, NOT IF HE KNOWS. She consoled herself that she wouldn't see him, until she was able to link the relationship between Bella and Rashid.

Find something tangible as to why she wanted a divorce, INFIDELITY.

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Janelle draped the shawl over her shoulder, she had also came along with a hijab. Qatar was a very religious country and putting on something too exposing wouldn't sit well with them, and the stares would be too much to handle. They termed it as being PROVOCATIVE.

She waited by the road side waiting for a cab, finally she saw a white Hilux car, which had tinted glass, she flagged it down.

The window slowly whined down, as she came to see a young boy, showing his fine set of teeth with dimples.

"To where?", he asked, looking around the place leisurely.

"E-er-er-eeerm..", she brought out her handbag searching for the note where she had written the location of where she would be residing, it was one of the benefits that was given to her.

"D-duk", she stammered, trying to pronounce the name, since she wasn't familiar with the name.

"Dukhan?." the young chauffeur asked.

Janelle smiled, "Y-yes, sorry, I'm not really used to this place and I don't know my way around", she said, he didn't reply.

She got in immediately, after she had dropped her luggage in the car.

While they were driving, the chauffeur kept looking at the rearview mirror, Janelle signed in to the location map, he was going too fast and she was skeptical about it.

"Can you please take it down a bit?," she pleaded, yet he gave no listening ear to her.

She tapped him continuously on his back, when he couldn't tolerate her disturbing him, he whined up the window separating him from her.

She kept hitting on the door, she knew it was fishy, they weren't following the normal route according to her map, when she asked him earlier, he replied that the normal route had been blocked that was why they had to use this route which looked abandoned.

Immediately the window whined down, she was met with an angry looking face, "Hey, if you don't close that pit of yours you call a mouth, I would make sure you won't be able to use it again", he threatened, showing her the gun he held in his hand.

"Mhmmm", her loud wailings turned to whimpering, she was trying her best not to farther aggravate the angry young looking man.

"Now, you would do as I say", the chauffeur shouted at her, as he parked the car in one side of the road.

"Y-yes", she stuttered, afraid of what the man would do to her.

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Rashid walked restlessly around his office, he was supposed to get a confirmation call from his boys, that his wife Janelle had arrived Qatar, yet he hadn't heard anything.

"Stubborn woman", he growled harshly.

Since the woman had decided to move on with the marriage plans with Dante, he had to make a change of plan.

And what was that?.

His plan with Mr Brown Belanger was to fire her, so she would have no other choice but to turn to him, for comfort, but over the years, the woman had grown more stubborn than he thought. Having heard that she was stone set on continuing the marriage plans with Dante, he was left with no choice but to take on something, an offer which would be too hard to resist. Making her a Manager.

His boys had tried tracking the number Janelle had used to call him on Sunday morning, but there was no way around it, it was certainly hers, but the number was still in Canada, so definitely, she had registered a new number, and that alone seemed to piss him off.

"Does she think she could just get away with everything, maybe, move on like though she hadn't recently called me asking for a divorce?", he muttered.

All that was in his head was to show her that she would be miserable without him in her life, she cheated on him, he was ready to let that go only if she comes clean on him and tell him how sorry she is for that, and how miserable her life had been without him.

A call came in immediately, he answered it immediately not bothering to know the identity of the person.

"Boss she just came in, but...."

"But what!!," Rashid interrupted immediately.

"I think she's in danger", One of Rashids' bodyguard relayed.