CHAPTER 34

  Oscar arrived twenty minutes later. He looked like Michael B. Jordan and your famous hot CEO, and he dressed like a famous breathtaking model. The deep blue velvet blazer he had on today would've looked like an abomination on anyone else. He waved his hand theatrically as he entered, his eyes still curtained by his huge Louis Vuitton shades. He sipped his Starbucks as he showed Freya around the floor, which was beginning to fill with personnel. The accountants and secretaries nodded at her grimly as they passed them by.

  "We have two Oscars? Is it a coincidence that you both bear the same name? Oscar Cole? It gets way confusing."

  Laughing, "we get that a lot. But to distinguish between us, he is Oscar Cole from the HR, and I am Oscar Cole from Speed. It is just coincidence that we have the same name."

  "That's awkward and creepy."