Chapter 259 - Make or Break (2/2)
It was then that Elsa's curiosity won over, and she mustered up the courage to steal another peek at Olivia, so she peered up to check who she was speaking with so she could do her research later.
The car's door fully opened, and Elsa stared at Olivia's back. However, what she wasn't ready to see was Prince Maxen sitting inside with his legs crossed, welcoming the lady with a face-splitting grin on his face.
In sync, the group of guards split into groups and boarded the convoy of four cars which lined up in a row, leaving a stunned Elsa.
Elsa waved her hand, whilst the other clutched the mic boom to her c.h.e.s.t. ”Bye,” she said, her eyes glued to the cars snaking out of the arrival area.
It was when she felt a hand tap her shoulders that she snapped out of her reverie.
”Elsa!” her coworker gritted through her teeth. ���You almost got us in trouble again with your clumsiness!”
Elsa smiled at her coworker. She's used to hearing that gyrating tone on her after years of working together.
”It was an accident,” Elsa murmured, and she earned a glare from her coworker.
”I'm not sure about that. How can you target the Lin siblings with your incompetence on the same day?”
”Lin siblings?” Elsa tilted her head to the right. A huge question mark floated in above her head. She glanced at her coworker who was shaking her head at her obliviousness. ”So you're saying that lady is a Lin?”
Elsa's mouth hung open. She dropped the mic boom on the floor and covered the gaping hole with both of her hands. ”Wasn't she married to Tristan Yang?”
”How could you work for the news department when you're so behind the frontpage? Tristan Yang married a different Lin, the half-sister.”
”Woah…” Elsa was out of words. Her mind ran like a bullet train as it searched for answers to her questions. But first things first. ”How did that happen?”
The coworker shrugged. She picked up the mic boom on the ground and playfully hit Elsa with it. ”Maybe you should change professions, huh?”
”What? No way. I love my job,” Elsa said with a dramatic eye roll. The truth was, she hated her job but it pays the bills, and her coworker shared the same sentiment.
They walked towards the parking lot with arms hooked with each other. Sitting on the passenger side, Elsa dug up her phone from her pocket and tapped the web browser.
”Lin siblings,” she said as she typed the words. A photo of Olivia sandwiched between Maxen and a cropped face of Oliver popped out of her feed. Her eyes turned round as a saucer and her heart rammed into her c.h.e.s.t.
She checked the date of the photo, and it was taken months ago at a charity gala. But what stole her attention was Maxen's cufflinks, matching Olivia's bracelet.
Goosebumps dotted her skin. ”No, shit,” Elsa cursed.
”Shit what? What happened? Did she slap you or something?” her coworker probed. Her eyes were on the road as she spoke.
”What? No. No. She was actually nice.”
”That's it?”
”That's it,” Elsa confirmed. Whatever she found out, she wanted to keep that piece of information to herself. After all, some things weren't meant for sharing, especially when that information could make or break your career.