Angela was curious. He was so lighthearted around her, how serious could he possibly be with others?
“Why was he so angry?” Angela asked.
Sandra seemed troubled. “Mr. Harrison wants to build a theme park in the south of the city. He wasn’t in the office for the past two days and assumed the project manager would have finalized everything. But so far, they haven’t even settled on a concrete plan...”
“How long have they been working on this theme park?”
“Almost a month?”
Angela now understood Bradley’s anger. His earlier preoccupation with his computer wasn’t deep thought, but speechless frustration. It seemed his job wasn’t as leisurely as she had previously imagined. Managing such a group of troublesome employees must be a real headache.
After the project manager nervously finished r
