Chapter 7 - Birthday Party

She was already at her station, and he was standing in front of her, holding the menu and pointing to the particular coffee he wanted that day.

"Can I have this coffee?" The man's eyes still didn't leave her alone, and she felt awkward about it.

"Which one, sir?" Hera teased. "Do you mean Lianne Coffee Ala Latte?" As soon as the man nodded, Trixie started giggling, which almost knocked her over in excitement.

"I mean, espresso," the man said, then paid for what he had ordered and went to his seat.

Her two colleagues were trying hard not to scream and poke her, while she just shrugged them off. Then Lianne remembers that this man is a hockey player.

"Sir?" She went to his seat and stood in front of him.

The man sat near the window, his entire attention focused on the phone. "Yeah?" he asked, looking at her.

"You are a hockey player, right?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you acquainted with Zyd Caiden McCluskey?"

For a brief moment, the man, as well as her two colleagues, were taken aback by her question. Hera even stared at her as if she were asking an impossible question. Why? Is there something wrong with what I said?

"Ah yeah? Why Min Dam?" he asked, staring at her.

She placed the money in an envelope and handed it to the man. "Can you please hand this bill to Mr. McCluskey?" She will therefore no longer owe Zyd any money, and she was really irritated by his expression last night.

Henrik reached for it without saying a word, but Hera instantly stopped her, pulled her away, and apologized to the man while speaking in a low voice to her.

"Girl, you are very inconsiderate. They are mortal enemies. Shit!"

She turned to face Henrik. His face is emotionless as he looks at her, and he says goodbye after receiving the coffee he ordered.

Well, not my fault.

She shrugged her shoulders as she stared at the envelope she was holding and went back to her spot. The hell does she care if those two were mortal enemies?

The two didn't stop from questioning her about how she met Zyd and what all that money was about. And, to keep them at bay, she told them the whole scenario last night, except for the kissing part. That thing still irritates her. The two pulled her hair because they were overly excited, just as she expected. What more if she included the kissing scene part?

"Tell us more, Lianne! Tell us more!"

"There's nothing else to say, duh."

"Ows?"

"I swear to you!"

***

They closed the shop earlier than normal because that was what the owner, Ms. Williamson, preferred. The owner asked them to attend a birthday party, which they gradually accepted. It's unpleasant to decline the offer. Aside from Ms. Williamson's generosity, she is also beautiful. She also always asked them if they were eating on time. It's a shame if they didn't grant her request.

"I'm pleased you're here; come!" said Ms. Williamson as they arrived at her home, the address of which was written on the invitation.

Lianne felt so small. She saw a magnificent mansion with lots of guests. Everyone is dressed in fancy gowns, but they are still wearing their uniforms in Country's Coffee Shop. They made a sour face as they stared at each other and what they were wearing. They were unaware that they were required to wear formal attire, and as a result, they felt uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I'll have my assistant assist you and give you something to wear. Go girls, I want all of you to enjoy my party as well." Ms. Williamson smiled at them, then her three assistants pulled them away.

THE PARTY will begin at eight o'clock at night, and the assistants finished dressing them up in half an hour. Lianne was astonished as she stood in front of the large mirror in the room where the assistants had taken them. She's now dressed in a fitted peach lace long gown. Her curves were too enticing, and half of her back was revealed, plus the gown has a slit that almost exposes her panties. Light makeup was put on her face, and then her hair was fixed in a messy bun. Is she dreaming?

"You're killing me with your allure, girl!" Hera said as she pinched her butt. It was dressed in a long black halter gown. She looked mysterious, and her gown was unsuitable for her enthusiastic personality.

"Our dresses are so classy, girls! We looked like we were going to Miss Universe," Trixie says, giggling. She was dressed in a naked off-the-shoulder gown and posed in front of a full-length mirror like a model.

The assistants guided them to the garden, where the night would start. Almost half of the guests were drawn to them. They didn't see Ms. Williamson, so they sat in the chairs that were available. The party began, and the emcee began speaking in the front and gladly presented them with the birthday celebrant that evening. They joined the clapping crowd when the celebrant appeared and began to speak that evening, thanking everyone.

"Ms. Williamson was a really nice person. She never treats us as employees."

"Right! Look at me, I'm so gorgeous right now, and it's all thanks to her."

She just rolled her eyes at them. They are really talkative.

"Oh my! King Henrik is here!" Trixie pushed her, telling her she had to go with that man and then sleep with him. "Look, Lianne. He is unbelievably attractive. Oh no! Looks like my undies fell off!"

She can't help but chuckle at Trixie's antics. Sometimes Trixie was too exaggerated, which is why she turned to look at Henrik. She nodded, noting that the man was simply attractive as usual and that the tux he was donning went well with him, but she didn't find him interesting. She returned her eyes in the middle.

"OMG! Captain McCluskey is here as well. Oh my, I want to die, I want to die! Stop me or I'll hug Captain McCluskey, so please stop me."

They both slapped Hera for her loud voice. Some of the guests turned their heads towards them, and she wanted the earth to swallow them whole. Jeez! And why does she need to care if Zyd is also here? Wait, yes, the money she needs to give it back to Zyd. Yeah, it's a good thing that she remembered. She'll do it after the party.