The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 68

“I need another drink,” I announced, draining the last of my wine. The warmth of the alcohol was helping me forget my problems, at least temporarily.

“Coming right up,” Emilia waved at the bartender. “Hey! Another round over here!”

Claire leaned forward, her words slightly slurred. “So what’s the plan for this weekend? Any fancy dates with Mr. CEO?”

I groaned. “I thought we agreed not to talk about Alexander.”

“No, you agreed,” Ariana corrected with a smirk. “We just nodded politely.”

“You guys are the worst friends ever,” I laughed, reaching for my newly arrived wine glass.

“The best,” Emilia corrected. “We’re the best friends ever because we care enough to be nosy about your love life.”

I was about to respond when a woman stumbled toward our table, drink sloshing in her hand. Before I could move, she crashed into me, her red cocktail splashing across my emerald top.

“Oh my god!” I gasped, jumping up as the cold liquid soaked through the silk.

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“Oops,” the woman said, her voice carrying no trace of actual remorse. She was maybe twenty–eight or thirty, expensively dressed with perfectly highlighted hair. “So sorry about that.”

I grabbed a napkin and frantically dabbed at the growing stain. “It’s fine.” I said automatically, even as I watched the red liquid seep into the delicate fabric.

“Is it?” The woman’s eyes narrowed as she looked me up and down. “That’s a cute little top. Probably from what, H&M? Target?”

Emilia stood up beside me. “Excuse me, do we know you?”

The woman ignored her, focusing on me with an intensity that made my skin crawl. “You’re Olivia Morgan, right? Alexander Carter’s latest… acquisition.”

dropped. “I don’t know what you’re

over social media. Alexander’s mysterious new girlfriend.” She made air quotes around

“do you know

trying to salvage my top. “No,

curled into a cruel smile. “Of course

I stopped dabbing at my

this with all of them. Wines and

straighter. “Look, I don’t know who you are, but you

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designer purse and pulling out a crisp hundred–dollar bill. She tossed it onto

I doubt it cost even that much. Forever 21 clearance rack?” She tilted her head, examining me. “Maybe H&M

stared at the money, heat rising to my face. “I don’t want your

it Alexander’s money,” she shrugged. “God knows he’s

with a sleek blonde bob and calculating eyes. She looked me up and down

voice dripping with disdain. “How much is he paying you to act as his

moved to stand beside me. “Okay, that’s enough. You two

dating,” I said, finding my voice.

blonde raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

from the table and held it

crumpled it and tossed

your mouth,” the blonde said, stepping closer. “You

“Enlighten me,” I challenged.

too long ago. The fancy dinners, the

stomach dropped. How did she know

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