Chapter 20 - Deckard's Party

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It's already Sunday and today is Mr. Parker's party. A lot of people will surely be there to celebrate with him.

I dried my hair using the blower before curling it a bit to have some volume. I wore a black casual floral dress with a spaghetti strap, lengths for about an inch above the knee. For my shoes, I wore white block high heels. I applied some powder on my face and lip balm because my lips usually get dry.

As soon as I was finished, I heard Alice come inside my apartment downstairs. Summer isn't home right now; she's hanging out with her friends but I told her to come home before 10:00 PM and she happily agreed.

I peeked down and I saw Alice wearing a plain purple casual dress, partnered with black pin heels. She looks stunning in her outfit right now, I remembered that Mr. Whitmore will be there also.

"You look very pretty, my friend. I'm guessing Mr. Zach won't be able to take his eyes off of you," I teased her while going downstairs.

She let out a short laugh before looking at my dress. "You look very beautiful too, my friend. I'm guessing Mr. Parker won't be able to handle your charisma tonight," she fired back.

I just laughed at what she just said. "Mr. Parker, huh? I don't think so. But you and Mr. Whitmore are perfect. Oh, by the way, did he already confess to you?" I joked.

"Knock it off, Liv." We both laughed. "Let's go, before I change my mind to drop you off the street and let you walk alone towards your boss's house."

We went outside and I was in shock when I saw Mr. Parker's personal driver, Rowan, was standing in front of our apartment. He has Mr. Parker's car, is he there?

"Mr. Rowan-"

"What did I tell you about calling me that, Ms. Olivia?" He smiled and raised a brow. I chuckled because he's been telling me that almost every time I call him 'Mr. Rowan'.

"I mean, Rowan. What are you doing here?" I remembered he told me he didn't want himself to be called 'Mr. Rowan'. He thinks it's very formal for him so instead, I call him by his name only.

"Mr. Parker wants you to have a safe ride so he sent me to fetch you," he politely explained.

Why would he send a car for me? It's not like I don't know how to take a cab.

"I'm going with… Alice. Would that be okay with you?" I looked at him and he looks fine with it. Before he could answer, Alice talked.

"No, it's not okay. Right, Mr. Rowan? Or Rowan, rather," She corrected herself before playfully looking at me. "Rowan came all the way here to give you a ride to Mr. Parker's party and you'll just going to reject his offer? That doesn't sound so cool, isn't it?" She looked back at him. Alice is really pushing me to come with Rowan.

I mean, what's the difference? We'll all go to the same destination anyway.

"Fine, we'll go with him." I just agreed to make her stop talking. I was about to open the door but she said something.

"Nope. You go with him alone. Besides, I have my own ride." Alice smiled to annoy me then she leaned to whisper a thing. "Did you remember saying, 'Mr. Parker, huh? I don't think so'? Well, it seems like your boss can't wait to see you at his party right now."

Typical Alice is a nightmare.

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Did I ever mention that Mr. Parker's house is able to have twenty people living in it? And what's crazier is that he lives here alone. No parents, no siblings, no cousins, no friends, no one, just him. His helper doesn't sleep here. I wonder if he's not afraid of ghosts.

I think there are more than fifty people are in here tonight. Mr. Parker has really wide connections with elite groups in Brooklyn. Rowan offered to escort me inside his mansion-like house but I said I can go on my own so he can manage to get himself some food. I have my purse and the paper bag where I put my gift to Mr. Parker. I looked around and I finally found him.

He's wearing a black dress shirt with short sleeves. The three upper buttons are unbuttoned which made him a bit attractive… I guess. I was undecided if I should walk towards him because he's talking to someone. I didn't want to interrupt them, of course. But before I started to take a step, he saw me and smiled before he excused himself to whom he's talking.

"It's the first time I saw you not wearing office clothes." He smiled before putting his hand inside his pocket and the other one was holding a glass of champagne.

"Correction, sir. You saw me wearing a gown at the event." I didn't know if it was a good idea to make him remember that day.

"Oh, yeah I remember. You look good back then." But thankfully, his mood didn't change.

I smiled before changing the topic. "You really didn't have to send Rowan to my apartment."

At first, he didn't know what I was talking about. "Oh, right. I forgot that Alice has a car. My bad." He sounded like he was joking around.

"And by the way, belated happy birthday, sir." I smiled as I hand him a white paper bag. I bought it yesterday at the mall even I know that he's a man who already has everything. But I also don't think that I'll be satisfied by giving him nothing on this day. "I know it's not much but I think that's the best thing I'll give that suits you."

"Thank you, Liv."

At that moment, I felt something different. It's like his smile is one of the things that I wish I'll always see. It looks so real and genuine.

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