Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 436 Marcus' POV The Range Rover was perfectly equipped for our little expedition into the Castorian mountains. When Christian first suggested this competitive retreat, I'd imagined a complete disaster. But glancing in the rearview mirror at the group riding with me, maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. "Marcus, are you sure this GPS is actually working?" Mia asked from the back seat, eyeing the screen suspiciously.

"Because it looks like we're heading straight into the middle of nowhere." "That's exactly where we're going," I replied, adjusting the mirror to get a better view of the winding road climbing through the hills. "Christian thinks an isolated competition in the mountains will bond the Kensington Valentian team like never before." Madeline laughed softly beside me, one hand resting discreetly on her belly. "At least the car has heating," she said, watching the landscape dusted with a thin layer of morning frost.

"And we're not sleeping in tents like some corporate retreats do." "Thank God for that," Olivia said from the back, visibly relieved. "When Luke mentioned competitive camping, I pictured myself sleeping on frozen ground and eating military rations." "You'll still be eating outdoors," Luke noted, checking something on his phone. "But at least it'll be food prepared by chefs who specialize in outdoor activities." In the rearview mirror, I noticed how Olivia paid attention when my brother spoke, even if she tried to keep it subtle.

"Since when do you know all the details of this camp?" Mia asked Luke, raising an eyebrow. "Since Christian called me last night to confirm equipment," Luke replied casually. "Apparently some of the activities involve rappelling and climbing." "Rappelling?!" Madeline turned to me in alarm. "No one mentioned rappelling when you all convinced me to come!" "You're not rappelling," I assured her immediately, reaching for her hand.

a mountain." "While everyone else risks their lives in the mountains, Madeline and I will be supervising from a safe spot, Mia declared cheerfully. "How convenient for you," I said, well aware of my sister's escape tactics. "Someone

tone hinting at concern over the intensity. "Three days," I answered. "We arrive today, check in, and have the first activity. Saturday and Sunday

"How do you know so much?" Olivia asked, genuinely curious. "Because I helped Christian choose the location," Luke admitted. "He wanted something challenging, but didn't want anyone dying of

least someone thought about basic logistics," Madeline said, visibly relieved. "Actually," Olivia said, pulling a few sheets of paper out of her bag, "I managed to get some information about how the competition works. Want to hear it?" "Please," I replied, genuinely curious about what Christian had cooked up. "Three teams from different companies," she began. "Points system per

said they're all in the same sector as us." "Wineries," Madeline concluded. "Exactly. Three wineries competing in activities that test teamwork, leadership, and problem-solving under pressure." "That definitely makes things more interesting," I admitted. "And more competitive." "The activities include rappelling, mountain navigation, shelter building, rafting..." Olivia continued reading. "Rafting in