It's been a tiring two weeks for her. Not because of various mall tours she's been on South for their top television shows. Not because of three location photoshoot for the magazine that Lola scored for her. Not even those midnight snacks Frida did with her when her black haired friend visited her house to avoid her husband
It's because her mind decided to be a triathlete, thinking about what Gab said the last time they spoke. Her mind made a constant bike to the memory lane of the first time she met him towards that 'i love you' statement he announced. Thinking when did that love thing happened? When she's tired of thinking about that, her mind will drowned itself from contstantly telling her that she's seeing Gab but actually not. Then a little marathon of telling herself she's stupid for having tons of pride.
And now she's standing on Robert's mansion, where Tin's parent-in-law decided to celebrate Tin's birthday. A celebration to tell everyone that they accepted Tin as part of their family. Of course Liam was in attendance and a constant wriggling of Ingrid Roberts' fixed eyebrows towards her reminds her that she made a wrong decision of attending it.
Who's Ingrid Roberts? A dark haired stunner and youngest of the Roberts sibling. Very fashionable spoiled brat and a very girl version of Liam.
Roberts owned that red mansion at the farthest place of Northern Hills. It's three storey mansion with four big columns that intimidates everyone who visited them. Grand staircase, almost equate half of that Gone in the Wind one, a very grand ballroom and a grand piano just at the end of it.
Frida smiled approvingly when she came with that dress Frida chose for her. A body hugging dark green dress with a peek a boo style across her chest. A very good view yet classy way to tell everyone that she got that cleavage too - An exact term used by Frida when she saw that in Singapore
"I told you it looks good on you," Frida uttered those words proudly.
She nodded, "Thanks, everything free is great anyway."
Tin laughed at that, "I need to find another secret from Luke's vault and tried to get angry then"
"Be careful with what you wish for birthday girl," Frida coyly said. "The last time a Pandora's box opened on Luke's laptop it made a whole lot of turmoils from your end"
"Oh no what is that?" she asked and Tin glared at both of them instead. "What?"
A clearing of the throat made them forget everything. It's Liam, smiling widely on his classy suit. Still looks handsome but not as honorable as the other guy with almost the same blue pigmentation like his eyes. Oh shoot, her mind is acting like a triathlete again
"Hi Patty! You brightened the party," Liam greeted and Frida made a sarcastic sounding laugh
"She's not the birthday girl though," that's Frida with an impassive tone
Liam chukled, "Tin's made this house prettier, Patty brightened it with her…. Well…." the guy looked down on her dress, "…cute dress"
"I never thought dark green things can brightened the day," Frida spoke again.
"Hey stopped that, it's my party let's enjoy," Tin softly spoke and smiling at them.
"Liam, shoo, it's a girl talk," she shooed playfully
"Hey, here's my birthday girl," Luke approached them with a guy on his side. This time it's the real honorable looking guy that's been drowning her in fortnight.
"Happy birthday Christine," the guy greeted lowly and with a simple smile. The guy looked at her after and nodded in her direction. She doesn't know what's going on but she felt that all the eyes are staring at both of them, doing a back and forth on her and Gab's pretty face like they're watching a tennis match.
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Acted to Love
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