Chapter 89

Olivia

“Nick once convinced Ethan that our neighbor’s cat could talk,” I said, laughing at the memory. “Ethan spent weeks trying to get that poor cat to say something.”

“Did he eventually figure it out?”

“Only after Nick recorded himself making cat noises and played it when Ethan wasn’t looking.” I smiled at the memory. “Ethan chased him around the block with a water gun.”

Alexander’s smile was relaxed, a stark contrast to his usual controlled expression at the office. “You clearly love your family.”

“I do,” I admitted. “They drive me crazy, but they’re everything to me.”

“That’s why you agreed to this arrangement,” he said quietly. “For them.”

I met his gaze. “Yes,”

He nodded, understanding in his eyes. “Family is complicated.”

Speaking of complicated,” I said, seizing the opportunity, “your cousin Victoria seemed less than thrilled at our wedding.”

Alexander’s expression darkened. “Victoria has always wanted what isn’t hers. She thinks she deserves to run Carter Enterprises.”

And you don’t think she does?”

Victoria is brilliant,” he acknowledged. “But she puts profit above everything else, including people. She would gut the company of its soul to increase the bottom line.”

And you wouldn’t?”

His eyes met mine. “I believe in balance. Profit matters, but so do the people who make it possible.”

the pilot’s voice announcing our descent. Alexander

to Paradise Island,

waters. Even in the darkness, illuminated only by the moon and the plane’s lights, it was

our bags while I stepped out into the warm, fragrant night

Alexander said, opening the passenger

dense tropical foliage, the headlights cutting through the darkness. After about ten minutes, the trees gave way to reveal a stunning modern mansion perched

I breathed, taking in the sprawling structure with its floor–to–ceiling

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we approached, lights automatically illuminated our path. Alexander parked in front of the main entrance, a massive door flanked by tropical plants

themselves scarce,” he explained as he unlocked the door. “They’ll maintain

the exterior. A soaring entryway opened to a great room with panoramic ocean views, modern furnishings in

good taste,” I remarked, running my

mother designed most of it,” Alexander corrected. “She

“It’s beautiful,” I admitted.

he said, picking up our bags. “I’ll show you

my stomach as

chairs occupied one corner, while a workspace with a sleek desk filled another. Double doors led to a bathroom

is…” I trailed off, words failing

asked, setting our bags

do with the private paradise mansion,

He pointed to another door. “I had the staff unpack some essentials, but your bags are here if

suddenly aware of how tired I was. The day had been a whirlwind of emotions and events,

a shower,” I said, needing a

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