The following day, Orianna came and personally visited Olivine early in the morning at her mansion to have a discussion about the sales and how much they exceeded the expectation they all didn't anticipate with the team. For the overall plan, they organized a strategy for almost a month. Breaking their own records each year at the little Collectors Gallery on the old side of the street.
To host an event specifically for the gallery and for the people who are art and collector enthusiasts.
"Morning, Olivine..." Orianna said, taking her seat. After she received gentle hugs from her.
"Morning," she replied bluntly. Katarina held her hand as they faced her.
"Morning, Kacey..." she said, acknowledging her.
Kacey nodded and smiled like a cool one, and she also hugged Katarina gently in her way of greeting her.
"Apologies if I showed up here unannounced. I'm only very happy with the result. I didn't expect it... " she explained.
"Have breakfast with us, and let's continue to discuss things," Olivine invited them.
They all slowly proceed to the dining table, where it's already set up for breakfast. The housekeeper added a few plates and condiments for the newly arrived visitors. Katarina didn't let go of her hand and stood by her side, consoling her, and she even gave her a smile and tapped on her back.
"I wanted to say congratulations, Olivine; the event was successful. My secretary will forward all the details to Miss Katarina today for you to look at," Orianna said after they were all seated and had a cup of tea.
"Kacey, can you please have my eyedropper in my purse? It's left inside the car," she said, out of nowhere. She was even lowering her head down, almost rubbing her eyes.
"Close it, I'll be back." Kacey seemed to know what was going on, and she rushed outside to have what she asked for.
"What's going on?" Olivine stood up.
"It felt dry on my eyes, that's all...no worries." Orianna eases the tension, still her eyes are closed, and she doesn't have to worry about it.
"You need to have a checkup on that," Olivine insisted.
"I have, every six months I wanted to wear contact lenses, and this will happen: they'll make my eyes dry. I think I should go to eyeglasses, my doctor's advice at the beginning, instead of the contact lenses," she explained.
"I didn't follow the advice at first," she added.
"I'm here... But can you stand up? Let's go to the bathroom," Kacey imposed.
"No, I'll be good. I'll just have my glasses and take these lenses away, please excuse me." Orianna stood up after the single drop in each eye, assisted by Kacey.
* * *
Almost two hours have passed, and they both continue discussing all the things that they need to know. Except no one mentioned any personal issues; they are both being professional even if it's not the appropriate place to discuss business without their consultant and secretary.
It's not their protocols and usual traits to begin with; Ofelia strictly implied not to do such. But Orianna wanted to see and have a talk with Olivine, and she cannot avoid mentioning it. Olivine didn't mention they held a little celebration last night, and she doesn't want that memory being ruined. Cherishing the moment, exactly the way she wanted to. Keeping it as a good memory, despite everything she went through.
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Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW
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