Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW

Chapter 24 "big Sister"

"Good morning, Madamé Orianna," Franklin's voice greeted her, being so overwhelmed seeing her early morning. Opening doors at The Gallery even though it hasn't opened in its regular store hours.

"Good morning," she replied, nodding at him.

"Ofelia?" she said her approach towards him with the very usual stoic face on him. Most of their employees were making tease to them as the word "mannequins" came alive.

"Yes, Madame this way," slightly bowing his head gesture before Franklin showing his hand the way. Katarina saw them, and she still surprises when one of the Ferguson's arrives at their gallery without knowing who she only noticed. Katarina doesn't know what their names are, but the only thing she kept in mind to recognize them all is that the looks on their faces are cold and stoic. Jeffrey closes the wooden door on Ofelia's office.

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"Ofelia," Orianna said, hugging her tight.

"Anna..." Ofelia paused like she was surprised to see her at the gallery. Ofelia calls her endearing way whilst hugging her tight, reciprocating the gestures towards her.

"I didn't expect to see you here," Ofelia said, still in awe of her presence. "Let's have a seat, please." Ofelia offered the chair near the windows with a little table in between and, on top of it, a tiny indoor plant with a brochure and its holder aside. Ofelia office is an empty space except the working desk and chair; the rest are walls and floors. Symbolizes she only dedicated her life to what Ferguson's left from the tragic accident. 

Olivine opens the door stunned, seeing Orianna in her sister's office too early. "Oh hi Anna..." Olivine walked in, closer towards her, and she stood up, giving a gentle hug. Olivine wrapped her arm around her. Ofelia watched them beside.

"It's so good to see you, Oliv," Orianna said, hugging and having a soft smile looking at her. 

"I saw a woman outside; is that Kacey?" She asked, almost whispering Orianna only nodded. "Oh, right, she seemed familiar, but I never thought she's that young to see her closely, and she's so cool, by the way, with all those ink sleeves," Olivine complements, pointing her arms still on a sling. Long sleeves and trousers paired with sports shoes.

"Thank you, Olivine. Orianna gently hugged her again, pressing her cheeks towards her. 

"I'm sorry, Anna, I won't be staying long here. I have to go. Have a nice day, Anna. It's so good to see you here at the gallery with my sister." Olivine calls her name in their most endearing ways. She kissed her sister's cheeks, tapping her back, and Orianna made a departing gesture. Both of them watched her leave, still wearing her arms sling. 

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"I stripped all the rights of the bastard; he is not on the board, and the Foundation has no affiliates with him," Orianna smirked and came back to her with her usual stoic face. 

"Wait what!?" Ofelia paused and came surprised and confused. 

"I'm sorry for being late to be here, Ofelia. I adjust a few things to the person whose responsible for the incident," Orianna smiled. Which makes Ofelia more nervous and weary, but she shrugged it down the idea of what else she can do. 

"I know you cared deeply for our Olivine, the handsome one," Orianna giggled. Ofelia smiled, biting her lip. "Oh wow. Your biting your lips with your own sister! Hmmm, that's new," Orianna teased and laughed at her. "Ugh! Stop teasing me," Ofelia said, rolling her eyes away.

"Okay... okay, I'll stop. I am here, and I wanted to say this to you: I am looking after you, Ofelia, knowing you had such a dedication. With such a huge responsibility, you need someone to be there and look out for you as well," Orianna said softly.