Chapter 21 - Deckard's Party Part 2

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"Olivia! You're here." I heard a familiar voice while I was grabbing a drink. I turn around and I saw Cindy. She was wearing a black tube and a white leader skirt. Her black high heels were higher than mine which made her taller. She looks like she just got here.

"Hi, Cindy." I smiled while she was walking towards me.

"You look gorgeous." She looked at me from head to toe like she was amazed by how I looked. I just smiled awkwardly because it makes me shy when someone says that.

"Thank you. But not as gorgeous as you, of course," I complimented her and she just laughed. I'll admit it, I didn't think that Cindy would be a nice and welcoming person. I thought she was like those mean girls I see in movies.

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We got ourselves some food and we ate together at a table near the pool. The food was great, I wonder who organized his birthday. He didn't tell me to do it though. While Cindy and I are eating, Alice texted me that she'll be here in ten minutes. She told me that she got stuck in some traffic which I didn't believe. I'm pretty sure she just went back to her apartment and gave herself another makeover so Mr. Whitmore would notice her.

"You know what? We should hang out sometimes, Liv. You seem like a very nice person." That's so sweet of her.

"Yeah, sure. If I'll have a day off," I answered before drinking a glass of water. I have two days in a month where I can stay home and rest or do anything I want because it's my off day.

"Where's your friend by the way?" She asked before wiping her mouth with a clean cloth. She's surely talking about Alice.

"She's on her way here," I told her. "Do you and Alice talk to each other sometimes?"

I was curious a bit because she comes often to the hotel. They might be seeing each other since Mr. Whitmore's office is on the same floor where Mr. Parker's office is. And just like my cabin, Alice's was also just outside his boss's office.

"Yeah, sometimes. But I usually don't go near Zach's office. I'm allergic to that cousin of Kellen." Wait, he hates Mr. Whitmore?

"Well, it seems like the two of you can't be alone in the same room," I joked. "By the way, I heard you call him 'Kellen'. That's his middle name, right?"

"Yup, why?" She raised her eyebrows curiously. I just remembered that his dad called him Kellen too at the event last time.

"I guess his closest friends including you and his family call him by that name. But I don't recall him using that name in newspapers and in live interviews," I told her.

I've seen a video of him on the internet, he was being interviewed by a British in the news. I remembered how I laugh when I saw the thirst comments under that video.

"Yeah, you're right. But his dad told him to keep his name 'Deckard' in public so that a lot of people will know that he's the grandson of a famous businessman back then whose name was also Deckard. So technically, his parents named him after Uncle Simon's father," she explained.

Oh, that's why.

"Are you somehow close to his parents? Since you're his… Uhm." I couldn't finish my sentence.

Her eyes widened a bit while she was reading my mind. "You're not thinking that Kellen and I are together, aren't you?" She sounds disgusted.

"I actually am." I awkwardly smiled.

She let out a laugh. "He's not my boyfriend, Liv. But I don't blame you if you're thinking that we are. I remembered you saw us making out on your first week of work."

Exactly! That's why I thought they're together or just even dating.

"Frankly speaking, he's my ex because we're tired of our parents pushing us towards each other. But we ended our relationship very soon because we both know that what we have isn't a serious one. So why waste such a wonderful time, right? After that, we stayed friends," she explained. "But with benefits, of course." She smiled, making fun of me.

"So, you're still uhm- "

"I'm kidding, Liv," she chuckled. "We don't have some strings attached to us anymore. We were just bored the day you saw us making out."

"Ok-kay, but is it okay to you that I've known all of it? I'm not saying that we're not friends but you know, we just knew each other. You do know that you can refuse to answer anytime I ask." Of course, I'm worried. Cindy might regret it all because anytime, I can spill the story to others even I won't do it.

"Yeah, it's fine with me. As I said, you're the most decent one I know who worked for Kellen as his secretary. And after all, you look like someone I can trust." I just smiled. I was touched by those words that came out of her mouth. She does trust me, huh? "Speaking of," she gestured her hand. "Wanna know a secret?"

"Sure," I whispered too. She then leaned against the chair before crossing her legs.

"I'm more into girls." She smirked before taking a sip of her wine.

My mouth was left unshut when she said that. I mean, it's not that surprising to know that kind of thing about someone but for a girl like her, I think it is. Cindy is beautiful to the point that I do believe a lot of men are desiring her.

"Shocking, right?" She asked.

"Uhm, a l-little," I stuttered. "But I don't have any negative comment about it. I'm happy that you told me."

"I know. But you, are you into men or you're like me?"

"Well, I'm not attracted to women which makes me… " I couldn't finish my sentence again. What's wrong with you, Liv?

"Straight," she said and I nodded. "That's good. I do think that you and Kellen would make a good couple."

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