Chapter 264 - Biting The Flesh (2/2)

S.u.c.k.i.n.g in a deep breath, Elsa took the opportunity to ask for some pointers that would help her in the casting call.

”I hope you don't mind me asking, but is there anything that I should prepare myself with?”

A smirk painted her idol's face as if the question was offending.

Elsa wrung her fingers, and even when she wanted to cower and bow, yet again, she maintained eye contact with her idol.

”Prepare to whore yourself, not just once, but as many times as they ask of you. As long as you can stomach that, you'll go a long way… just like me.”

Biting the flesh inside her cheeks, Elsa remained calm. She swallowed the sob that threatened to escape her lips.

”Thank you. I'll keep that in mind,” she responded with a blank face.

Jamming a finger on level button five, which was Elsa's real working level, a corner of her lips then quivered, and she had to look up the ceiling to prevent her tears from falling.

Arriving at her department's floor, Elsa checked her reflection in the steel doors, and smiled. Just before the door split apart, Elsa made her up her mind to do whatever it takes to climb up the ladder.

...

Hours later, the sun was sliced in half by the horizon, and burnt orange and grey splashed the sky.

After sitting inside the shareholder's meeting, Tristan was ready to call it a day; however, he remembered to share a news to Olivia.

”Where are you?” he asked as soon as the call went through.

”Hello to you too, Mr. Yang,” Olivia greeted. ”I'm at The Pond.”

”Okay. I'll meet you there. Wait for me.” Without waiting for Olivia's reply, he ended the call.

He didn't want to speak more during a phone call, especially if there were other people present around him. Tristan also hoped that Olivia would get the hint.

...

Initially, The Pond was a ten-minute walk from Yang Corporation. But because of a certain royal couple dating in the vicinity, the place was closed to the public, and Tristan had to orbit around to the designated entrance and exit point of the royal secret service.

By the time Tristan reached the fork road that would lead to it, the top two buttons if his dress shirt was open and his suit jacket was hanging on his folded arm.

Shadow snapped in attention upon seeing Tristan, and jutted her thumb towards the pond where Maxen and Olivia were.

Shaking his head, Tristan couldn't believe how the couple acted as if their matching outfits straight from the 90s would make them appear like an average joe.

Even with the eye-popping neon geometric windbreakers and Maxen's hideous orange cap, the two still stood out like models from a magazine.

He was a few steps closer to the couple when Tristan rolled his eyes upon seeing Maxen and Olivia liplocked, as if there was no tomorrow, out in the open for everyone to see.

”Go get a room guys,” Tristan tsked in disapproval. He wasn't surprised when Maxen deliberately dove for another kiss. ”Okay. That's enough, Maxen. Seriously?”

”I'm kissing my wife. What's wrong with that?” Maxen raised a brow at Tristan, caging Olivia in his embrace.

Up until now, he couldn't erase the image of Olivia and Tristan almost getting married months ago that's why he had to make sure to mark his territory.

”How about someone writing an article about you and Olivia which you have to thank me for shredding before it blew out of proportion?”

”Oh? So she still wrote an article?” Olivia mused, smiling as she traced her finger on the muscled contour of Maxen's forearm.

”You knew it was a 'her'? And you let her do it? You could have silenced her with money, you know.” Tristan huffed as he sat on one of the benches. ”Anyway, that's not why I'm here. I'm here because I heard something about the headmistress.”