The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 76

Chapter 76

Olivia

“Nice to meet you,” I said, matching her fake smile with one of my own.

“Alexander’s told us so little about you,” Victoria continued, her voice honey–sweet with underlying venom. “Just that you work in the marketing department at Carter Enterprises.”

“Junior executive,” I confirmed, lifting my chin slightly.

“How quaint,” Victoria sipped her champagne. “Dating the boss. Very… traditional.”

Alexander’s arm tightened around me. “Olivia is exceptionally talented. She’s being considered for a promotion.”

“Is she?” Victoria raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. “How fortunate for her to have such a supportive boyfriend.”

Before I could respond, a man who looked like an older version of Alexander stepped forward. “Charles Carter,” he introduced himself. “Alexander’s father. This is my wife, Julia.”

A stunning woman with ash–blonde hair nodded coolly. “Welcome to our home, Olivia.”

“Thank you for having me,” I replied automatically.

“Drink?” Alexander asked, gesturing toward a bar cart laden with crystal decanters.

“Wine, please. White, if you have it.”

Victoria snickered softly. “We have everything, darling. This isn’t a college dorm party.”

I felt my cheeks heat, but kept my smile firmly in place. “Red is fine too. I’m not picky.”

“A quality Alexander clearly appreciates,” Victoria murmured, just loud enough for me to hear.

a glass of white wine, which I accepted gratefully.

beside her on a brocade sofa. “Alexander

I confirmed, perching on the edge of the sofa. “My family still lives

gracefully into an armchair. “How did you and Alexander meet? He’s been surprisingly tight-

on us. His hand found mine, thumb tracing small circles on my palm. “We actually

sculpted eyebrow arched. “How

hand to his lips. The casual gesture sent a jolt through me that I hoped

her mouth, no doubt ready with another barbed comment,

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she announced, rising gracefully. “Shall

twenty, but tonight it was set for just the immediate family. Crystal glasses caught the light from an enormous chandelier, and

in my car. “You’re doing

array of silverware before me. Three forks? Two knives? What was that tiny

in,”

of the table, with Margaret to his right. Alexander and I sat on one side, with Victoria and her husband Thomas directly across from us. Charles and Julia completed the arrangement, with several empty chairs

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Olivia,” Harold began as servers appeared with the

junior marketing executive at

Alexander interjected. “Olivia recently developed the entire campaign for FitLife

How did

that so?” Harold’s eyebrows rose.

Victoria commented, delicately spearing a piece of asparagus. “FitLife is a

I replied, surprising myself with

knee under the table, a silent gesture of support that made my

“Always seemed like glorified guesswork to

highly data–driven,” I said, warming to the topic. “We analyze consumer behavior patterns, market trends, and competitive landscapes to create targeted

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