Chapter 220 - Bridging Connections (1/2)

”I can't believe you tried to hurt Maxen,” Olivia tutted and shook her head in dismay at Oliver.

Stopping in his tracks, Oliver dipped his hand in his pocket and c.o.c.ked an eyebrow at Olivia. ”Just so you know, I'm not even sorry about it.”

”That's not a surprise. You were never apologetic about anything.”

Oliver shrugged. There was no way Olivia would understand him for he knew her loyalty lay with Maxen's and not with him. ”He's the one who owes me an apology. Not me.” Putting a period on their conversation, he moved on and headed inside ahead of Olivia.

”Wow.” Olivia's mouth hung open and she couldn't believe what she heard from Oliver. ”Are you serious? I don't get it, Ollie. Why were you so riled up? Are you secretly in love with Maxen? Because I seriously can't come up with a reason why you went berserk earlier.”

”Maybe I was.” Oliver shrugged yet again, and it annoyed the heck out of Olivia.

Seeing that pressing more questions on Oliver at that moment won't yield answers, Olivia stopped pestering him and just checked her reflection in her compact mirror.

Her lips quivered in anger upon seeing a smudge on the corner of her lips. Maxen overdid on the kissing department again. Sometimes Olivia wondered if he was doing it on purpose.

Clamming her mirror close, she slipped it inside her purse as she caught up with Oliver, who was slithering his way inside the hotel's lobby.

Sea of heads filled the hotel ballroom hall where ODSC was being held, and a deafening buzz of chatter bounced off the walls as people touched bases with whoever their eyes laid upon.

Not far from where the siblings stood, a hand waving in their direction caught their attention. It was Oliver's personal assistant, a man in his late twenties, and his name was Seth.

”Good morning, Ms. Olivia. Good morning, sir.” Seth greeted Olivia first, slightly bowing his head.

”Morning,” the siblings replied in unison.

Seeing that as his cue, Seth handed them one packet each which contained their event passes, a custom pen, and notepad bearing the conference's logo.

Olivia replied with a small smile as she accepted the packet, mouthing a 'thank you' towards Seth's direction who blushed at the attention he received.

A second later, out in the corner of Olivia's eye, she spotted someone familiar and squeezed Oliver's arm.

”I'll catch up with some people. Don't miss me too much, Brother.” She chuckled when Oliver dismissed her with a flick of his hand.