Chapter 218 - Anger Management (1/2)

Open Data Science Conference or ODSC was an annual gathering of professional data scientists and businessmen held in different parts of the globe, discussing recent developments and discoveries in the world of artificial intelligence and data science.

Watching the busy streets of London through the window of their rented limo, Olivia tried her best to block out the conversation going on between Maxen and Oliver, although she was itching to ask her brother a question.

She knew Ollie studied 'what' he would be attending, but did he have any idea 'why' on earth he was sent in the first place?

Olivia knew conferences like this were nothing but a chance for people like them to make connections with other businessmen. However, ODSC fell into a different category of interest.

To say that it surprised her to see Ollie in the same conference as her was an understatement. She was wondering why would Lin Prime Holdings be interested in such a complicated field, given that the company's primary focus was property development? And why would they send their COO to a conference that had nothing to do with his job description?

Fixing her gaze on Ollie, a corner of Olivia's lip slightly tugged upward. The way Ollie seemed to relax in his seat told her he had no clue of what ODSC was really about and would just rely on an assistant to drag him around the conference all day.

”Thinking of doing something sinister again, Livi darling?” Oliver asked and shifted in his seat when Olivia stared at him as if she would trap him.

Sitting inside their rented limo, Olivia found comfort in Maxen's caging embrace, but to be honest, what she was more jolly about was the scowl on Ollie's face as he watched across from them. She wanted to retort, but the soft squeeze on her waist from Maxen reminded her to behave.

”Can you guys… stop frisking each other any chance you could get? It's starting to get annoying. Wait until you get married, so you'll see how you get tired of each other easily,” Ollie scoffed, reaching out for a bottle of water in the side console. His Adam's apple bobbed as the water cascaded in his throat to quench his thirst.

”Let us be. We're still in our honeymoon stage anyway. Let us be touchy-feely for as long as we waaaant.”

”For your information, Livi, marriage comes before the honeymoon.”

”But I told you, Maxen and I were married in New York three months ago,” Olivia said in a playful tone it almost sounded like a joke.

”Brother,” Oliver exasperated, rubbing the back of his head. ”Are you sure you wanted to marry her? She can get really clingy. And she likes walking around n.a.k.e.d.”

”Yeaaaah,” Maxen grunted. ”We're working on the n.a.k.e.d part. But clingy? Are you sure Olivia is clingy? In our three months of marriage, I feel like it was I who was clingy and not her.”

”Let me set things straight, okay? Living together is not marriage, so stop saying you are married.”

”But we are,” Maxen and Olivia insisted, flipping their wedding band in Oliver's face.

His eyes enlarged for a second before narrowing into slits as if contemplating whether to humor his best friend and sister but his thirst was real so he just shook his head and took a sip of his water instead.