Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 340 Marcus' POV The café in Mayfair had the perfect level of activity for our conversation. It was not empty enough to draw attention, not crowded enough for us to be overheard. I arrived a few minutes early and chose a table toward the back, where we could talk without interruption. The place carried that quiet, understated elegance typical of London's elite: dark wooden tables, comfortable leather chairs, and a clientele speaking in low voices about important deals. I ordered a coffee while I waited, mentally reviewing everything I knew so far.

Lunch with Tori had been revealing, but I needed confirmation before committing to any real course of action. Alexandra arrived precisely at three, dressed in an impeccable gray suit, a leather portfolio tucked under her arm. Her movements were sharp and deliberate. This was the Alexandra I'd known for years. Calculated. Always in control. When her eyes met mine, she walked straight over with the confidence that had intimidated more than a few powerful men in her time. "Marcus," she said, sitting down with practiced elegance.

"Thank you for accepting my invitation so quickly." "Your message was... intriguing," I replied, signaling the waiter. "Something about us having shared interests?" She ordered a double macchiato while studying me closely. There was a contained energy in her posture, like she was measuring exactly how much she could trust me. I knew Alexandra well enough to understand that she never acted on impulse. Every move was designed to maximize her advantage. "I had a very enlightening conversation with Tori Carter yesterday," she began, lowering her voice and leaning slightly forward.

"She told me about the situation with the organic wine launch. Some very... troubling details." I nodded, waiting. Alexandra liked to control the rhythm of a conversation, revealing information in carefully measured doses to maintain the upper hand. "The technical reports showed severe pesticide contamination," she said, her eyes gleaming with predatory intensity. "Levels far above what's legally acceptable for products marketed as organic. And here's the most interesting part..." She paused to take a sip of her coffee, clearly savoring the moment.

the same goal. Separating Nathaniel and Annie." Alexandra leaned in closer, her interest

a position at my side. The rest... I know exactly how to make happen." "Excellent. Then you confirm you have access to the documents? Tori said you'd handle that part." 1/3 +25 Bonus "More than access," I said, reaching for my own leather portfolio and placing it on the table. "I have the documents

the folder slowly, deliberately building suspense. "Original lab reports showing severe contamination. Emails between Christian and

a specific page, "...an email from Annie explicitly suggesting they move forward with the launch to protect Zoey." Alexandra flipped through the documents quickly, her eyes absorbing every detail with the speed of someone long accustomed to processing high-stakes information in seconds. "Perfect," she said at last, closing the folder carefully. "If we leak this information at the right moment, we can cause

strategy, but eternally effective. With the