The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Alexander’s expression softened slightly. “It’s a business decision, Olivia. One that solves problems for both of us.”

I thought about my father, about the surgery he needed. About my brothers struggling with their own financial bur- dens. One signature would change everything.

But what about me? What would my life look like after this? A year of pretending to be in love with Alexander Carter, then what? Would I be able to date normally again? Would anyone believe I hadn’t married him for his mon- cy?

“What if people think I’m just a gold digger?”

“People will think whatever they want, regardless,” he replied pragmatically. “But the narrative we create will be carefully managed.”

I took a deep breath and picked up the pen. The weight of it felt significant in my hand, like I was holding my future.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I muttered, pressing the pen to paper.

“You’re making the right choice,” Alexander said, watching as I signed my name with a flourish.

As I set the pen down, a strange mix of relief and panic washed over me. What had I just agreed to?

Alexander took the contract, his fingers brushing mine in the process. The brief contact sent a jolt of electricity up my arm that I tried to ignore.

“No one knows about this arrangement,” he said, carefully tucking the contract into a leather portfolio. “Only my lawyer. Not even my secretary is aware.”

“So this is our dirty little secret?” I asked, trying to sound casual despite the racing of my heart.

His eyes darkened. “For now. Soon enough, the world will know we’re together. Just not the terms.”

Alexander moved to his desk and unlocked a drawer with a small key from his pocket. He pulled out his laptop and opened it, fingers flying across the keyboard.

“I’ll need your bank account information,” he said without looking up.

“Excuse me?”

“For the transfer. The three hundred thousand.”

I rattled off

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or checking?” he

my

across his

you later. Multiple accounts.

“I don’t need-”

His tone left no room for argument. “Three hundred thousand is just the beginning.

a retort. He was right, of course. I’d never had more than a few thousand in my account at any given

hit enter with a flourish. “Check

my banking

$300,000.00

me, surreal and

“Thank you,” I whispered.

not helping you. This is

than they should have.

stood abruptly, buttoning his suit jacket with practiced ease.

blinked, caught

cutting me off. “You’ll be all over the tabloids tomorrow, but don’t wor- ry, your face won’t be

mouth fell open.

me. “Creates

prey being circled. “You could have

eyes swept over me, assessing. “You’ll

“Excuse me?”

like that, everyone will think I’m not treating my

navy pencil skirt and

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wrong with my outfit?”

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