Chapter 26 - Blowing Out Horns (1/2)
SMACK!
The superintendent tilted his body to take a peep of what's happening in the lobby. He whispered a gasp upon seeing the prince laughing as the beautiful lady he was with repeatedly hit him with her diamond encrusted bag that shimmer under the well-lit lobby. He was on the phone the entire time talking to Jack about the lease on East Hangar Building that Maxen had prepared. ”Printing the email now, Sir Jack. Thank you,” the superintendent acknowledged before hanging up the call.
Out in the lobby, MIB2s mouth curled up as he watched MIB1s hand c.a.r.e.s.s the Glock in his holster hidden under the black suit. He playfully slapped MIB1s b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s as if telling him to loosen up when Maxen's harsh glare landed on their direction. He leaned to MIB1s side and whispered, ”Hey, bro. It's not like that bag can kill.” MIB1 growled like a mad dog, sizing up his buddy with one eyebrow up. The two continued to watch as Maxen giggled like a teenager every time Olivia would smack his arm with his bag.
”Stop. Talking. About. Wife. Or. Marriage. Do you hear me?” Olivia hissed, her bag suspended mid-air, ready to send another good beating to the imm.a.t.u.r.e man beside her.
”I'm not interested in dating nor in marriage,” Olivia added, slinging her bag on her shoulder. She pulled out her phone when she heard a beep and instantly checked her email.
Beside her, Maxen scrutinized Olivia whose attention was transfixed on her phone. He tucked the loose hair behind her ears as it was covering her side profile. Olivia gave Maxen an evil side-eye and swatted his hands away before she moved her focus back on her phone. Maxen tried to steal a peek but Olivia was quick to plant the phone screen on her c.h.e.s.t. ”Okaaay,” Maxen mouthed, his hands up in the air in surrender and waited like a good dog, wagging his tail, until Olivia's done with her email.
When she's done tinkering with her phone, she placed it back in her bag and took a sharp breath and said, ”Work.” Keeping her excuse short. She saw the superintendent walking forward to their direction with a stack of papers in his hand. The first thing that Olivia checked upon receiving the contract was the alias of the lessor, or the one who would rent out the building. ”Cessna Fei? Really? A 'Plane that flies'? Can't you be a little creative with the name next time?” Olivia asked, skimming through the doc.u.ments before waving it in the air.
”I'll have my secretary go over it one more time then let's schedule a signing sometime this week. Will that work for you?”
”No problem, Ms. Olivia. Here is my card. Please let me know when you are ready to sign. Our doors are open for you anytime.” The superintendent followed his words with a deep bow and presented his calling card to Olivia which Maxen took on her behalf. He wiped the calling card from any fingerprints before handing it to Olivia as if it would burn her if there was.
Before they went outside to the parking lot, Maxen wrapped her again with his suit jacket. This time, Olivia did not protest. Once they reached his car, Maxen held the passenger door open for her and asked her if she'd like to be his plus one to a party.
”Whose party?” Olivia asked. She stood rooted in her spot, the passenger door in between them.
”The Lees. They're hosting a Thanksgiving Dinner tonight.”