Chapter 22 - A Visitor

Chapter 22: A Visitor

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I gave Mr. Parker the tablet before I looked down at his chest. While he was reading his schedule, I noticed that he was actually wearing the necktie I gave him on his birthday. It is a simple act of him but it made my heart flutter for a reason.

"Someone is in a good mood today, care to share?" He raised a brow. I didn't realize I was smiling the whole time. It's embarrassing.

I looked at him and our eyes met. "Ah-, It's…Uhm. Nothing, sir. It's nothing." Why the hell am I stuttering like a person with a speech defect? I could have just told him 'nothing' without hesitating.

He chuckled, probably because of how I answered. He handed the tablet back to me before he looked at me again. "Are you okay?" I gave him a quick nod before getting out of his office.

Geez, Liv. You can't act like that in front of your boss!

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"See, even Cindy senses something between you and Mr. Parker."

Alice and I had lunch together in the same restaurant located just across from the hotel. I told her about Cindy, telling me that Mr. Parker likes me. I really doubt that. I know that he won't waste his time liking a normal and average girl like me. There is a lot of women out there who will pass his standards, and I am pretty sure that I'm not even qualified on half of it.

"I don't think he does." I took a bite of my sandwich.

"Why do you think he acts differently around you? Before you came, he was a strict person who always wants everyone in the hotel to go by his rules. But now, there's something in him that we simply didn't see before. Maybe he felt like he wants to change for someone, you."

I just rolled my eyes at her. I still don't believe it. I can't just assume things without strong proof. Besides, I don't care either.

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I closed my eyes, hoping to have a good sleep after all those conversations I've had about Mr. Parker having a thing for me. But what if he does? And what if he doesn't? I sighed heavily before looking at the ceiling. I shouldn't be overthinking because I already know the answer to that. He doesn't and will never ever like me. Neither am I. I'm working for him and that's just how it is. Nothing more and nothing less.

Summer suddenly knocked and I said she can come in. I can't sleep anyways. I chuckled when I saw her holding a pillow. She probably wants to sleep here in my room again.

"Did I wake you?" She softly asked before sitting and placing her pillow beside me. "I just… wanted to tell you something." I sat beside her and she leaned against the headboard before taking a deep breath. And I actually know that kind of sighing, means she's in trouble or she's guilty.

"Is everything okay, Summer?" I asked and she didn't answer right away. "Is it about school? You barely talk to me about those things."

She pressed her lips together before looking at me. "You said that I can do things that I've never done before, right? Like going to parties and hanging out with my friends."

I slowly nodded. "Yup, what about it?" It seems like it's hard for her to tell me what's going on. But Summer also knows she can tell me anything.

"It's not like I wanted it to happen, okay? Or neither I wanted him to do that," she said nervously.

Oh God, please tell me I'm wrong.

"Summer, you didn't sleep with anyone, right?"

Her eyes widened in disgust. "What? Of course not, Liv. What I was trying to say is that someone is courting me and I don't know how to act properly around him since then."

I sighed heavily in relief. "My God, I thought it was something different."

She curiously looked at me. "You're not surprised? I mean, aren't you going to tell me to say away from that boy I'm talking about?"

"What? Why would I? Summer, you're 17 now. It's a typical thing you'll experience at that age and I'm not going to be against it. But may I know who it is?"

"Uhm." She's hesitating to tell me who is it. "It's Dylan, Dylan Henderson. That guy I was talking about last time."

Oh, I remember. The one she has done a project with.

"So, how do you feel about him?" I curiously asked. Summer and I never talked about these kinds of things because as a sister, I always make her remember her priorities.

She pouted before looking down and playing with her fingers. "I don't know. I still don't feel butterflies like what my friends are saying."

Summer is really growing so fast now. And I'm happy that she chose the right friends that can help her whenever I can't.

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I was doing my usual load of work before calling Mr. Parker's personal driver to remind him that we are going to New Jersey. Today is the first day of building the new hotel and even I'm not the owner of it, I'm very excited to see it.

"We should leave at 9:00 AM, Rowan." I looked at my wristwatch and it's already 8:10 AM.

"I'll be there in twenty minutes, Ms. Olivia," he answered. I said 'okay' before ending the call and continuing my work.

Even I was doing a lot of paper works, I saw someone walk in front of my desk, she was walking towards Mr. Parker's office. I stood up to stop her because I don't recall that someone has scheduled an appointment today. And even if there is, the front desk should have called me first to inform me that someone will enter Mr. Parker's office.

"Excuse me, Ma'am. Is there anything I can do for y-"

I froze on where I was standing. It's Emily, she's right in front of me.

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