"Let's just not talk about her. I don't want to ruin the night," she said with a smile.
"S-sure," I stuttered.
I wanted to hate myself for judging her too soon. But what can I do? That's what I feel.
"Do you want to order another glass?" She politely asked.
"No. I'm good." I still have work tomorrow. I can't get myself drunk tonight.
"Okay," she said. "By the way, I still haven't asked for your number. Can I have it?"
"Ah, s-sure." She handed me her phone. I typed my number before giving it back to her.
She seems so strange for the last five minutes. I'm a little terrified.
"Thanks," she said. "Now, we can text each other even if I'm already in Texas." She smiled at me.
"When will you leave?" I tried to make a conversation to escape from my thoughts.
"Our flight is on the second week of July. I still have a month and a half to fix our things and to say goodbye to our friends here in Brooklyn," she explained.
"Are you staying in Texas for good with your parents?" I asked before putting the glass down.
"Yes. But we'll come visit here annually."
…
"So, I think now is the time to say goodbye." She gave me a weak smile. We're already outside the bar, waiting for a cab.
"Bye, until next time." I smiled back before hugging her.
"Take care, Liv. Be a good secretary to your boss. He sometimes can't control his temper," she said with laughter.
I just nodded. A cab stopped and I let her took it first. She waved at me before going inside.
Now, I still wonder why she acted so different when we talked about Alice. I was deeply thinking about it when a cab stopped in front of me.
Emily was still in my head as soon as I got home. I texted Alice if I can come over and she said yes. I knocked on her door and she opened it for me right away.
"How's your night with Emily?" She simply asked before turning the television on.
"We had a talk and one's about you," I said without hesitation.
"You what?" She was clueless.
Alice sat down beside me while waiting for my answer.
"She said you had a fight with her and you're the one who started it."
She then realized what I was talking about. So, it's true?
"Did you really accused her of being a gold digger?" I asked her.
"Well," she stood up and looked away. "She deserved it, anyway."
My eyebrows furrowed. I've never seen her acted like this before.
"Alice, do you have a proof on that? You know that it's hard to accuse someone without having enough proof, right? You could've been fired," I said worriedly.
"But Mr. Whitmore didn't fire me because it's true," she explained.
"Tell me, what happened back then?"
As her best friend, I should teach her how to go on the right path. I would never tolerate her attitude if she's on the wrong side.
She sighed before sitting down. "It was 9 PM and I was still in my cabin to finish my work. Then, I saw her walking towards Mr. Zach's office. I asked her why she's still in the building. Then, she said she's just checking on something."
By the looks of Alice's face, I can tell that she's telling the truth. Not because she's my best friend but because I know that she won't lie in this kind of situations.
"So, I let her walk past me. I was a bit curious why she entered his office, so, I went inside to make sure she's not doing anything stupid because I thought that Mr. Whitmore is already at his home. But I was wrong"
"Then, what?" I asked because she paused for a second, hesitating to continue the story.
"I saw her kissing Mr. Whitmore," she said.
What?!
"The following day, I pretended that I didn't see anything. I saw her again, going inside my boss's office. I asked her why and she said that Mr. Whitmore needs something from her. I was kind of confused and suspicious because why would Mr. Whitmore call her. I thought I was fired without even having a verbal agreement," she said calmly.
I can't believe that Emily can actually do that. All this time, I thought she was sincere. I thought she was a decent person.
"Did she asked why you're always asking her about being in his office?" I asked.
"She doesn't care about me, or anyone," Alice answered.
"Did you speak to Mr. Whitmore? Did you ask him about it?" I asked again.
"No," she quickly denied. "I'm not in the right position to ask him about it so I kept pretending that I don't feel something wrong about that Emily. But the next day, I was eating my lunch with the others employees when I saw her putting a lot of lipstick before entering Mr. Parker's room."
Don't tell me that she also seduced Mr. Parker? What a shame!
"Then, I saw Mr. Parker inside the elevator with a lipstick stain on his white shirt. That was the same color she applied. That's why I had the chance to confront her. Believe me, I tried to stop myself but I couldn't handle it. What she's doing is too much," she stressfully said before sighing in annoyance.
"She denied it, didn't she? I asked, arching a brow.
"She's a psychopath, Liv. She looks so hungry and desperate for a well-paid good-looking man."
…
The next day, I still can't believe what Alice told me. I never expected Emily to be like that. But I just doubt something about Alice's story.
Emily started working for Mr. Parker a year ago. Did she actually become a different person after few months? Or maybe Alice didn't like her from the very beginning.
"Good morning, sir," I greeted him as he walks in front of my cabin.
"Good morning," he greeted back.
I sat down as soon as he entered his office.
Did he really have a thing with Emily?
I shook my head. I'm not supposed to think about those things. It's none of my business anymore.
I stood up to show him his schedule for today.
"Here's your schedule, sir," I said before handing him the tablet.
He was giving the tablet back to me but I was too unfocused.
"Olivia," he called which made me go back to my normal state.
"I'm sorry, sir," I apologized before taking the tablet back.
His eyebrows furrowed so I looked away.
Geez, Liv! You're not supposed to be like this at work! Mr. Parker hates lazy people, remember?!
"You okay?" He suddenly asked.
"Y-yes, sir," I stuttered. "Excuse me." I immediately got out of his office and I sighed while leaning against the door.
What is wrong with me?
I went back to my desk to arrange some things because I was told to pass a report tomorrow morning. I was working on it when someone showed up in front of me.
She's wearing a red below-the-knee dress with a slit. She removed her shades before talking to me.
"Is Deckard here?" She asked politely.
"Uhm, may I ask why you're looking for Mr. Parker? Do you have an appointment?" I asked as I stood up.
I'm the one who's making appointments if a someone need to talk to Mr. Parker. He doesn't like having visitors while he's working.
As her secretary, I should not just let anyone enter his office. That's what Emily told me.
Should I still obey the rules that she taught me?
"You must be the one who replaced Emily. Am I right?" She smiled at me.
"Ah. Yes, ma'am," I awkwardly answered.
"I'm Cindy Sullivan. Deckard's friend." She offered her hand. I hesitated but I still shook it. "He's working, isn't he?" She peeked in the glass door.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. But Mr. Parker doesn't expect anyone today," I said nicely.
"Oh, I'm actually here to surprise him. Don't worry, you won't be scolded for letting me in," she said before going inside his office.
I followed her and I was about to stop her but she just closed the door in front of me.
Who the heck is that girl?
Mr. Parker's office isn't soundproof. I can still hear them talking inside.
"Good day, my dear friend." I heard her voice.
The door is tinted and I can't see them but I know that they can see me. I decided to go back to my cabin before they catch me listening to their conversation.
I hope I won't get doomed by letting her in. I mean, she said that she's his friend, right? He might wanna see her too.
I went to the snacks room to get them something to eat. I poured the orange juice into the glass before slicing the cake. I held the tray with care before walking towards his office. The door wasn't locked so I just pushed it with my elbow.
I suddenly dropped the tray when I saw them kissing.