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.”

our descent. Alexander fastened

to Paradise Island, Mrs.

jewel surrounded by turquoise waters. Even in the darkness, illuminated only by

stepped out

opening the

darkness. After about ten minutes, the trees gave way to reveal a stunning modern

structure with its floor–to–ceiling windows

Alexander said with

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of the main entrance, a massive door flanked by tropical plants and softly

unlocked the door. “They’ll maintain the property, prepare meals, and clean, but otherwise, we’ll

opened to a great room with panoramic ocean

remarked, running my hand along a custom marble countertop

“She has a passion for architecture and interior

“It’s beautiful,” I admitted.

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

The phrase sent a flutter through my stomach as

windows, promising stunning ocean views by day. A sitting area with plush chairs occupied one corner, while a workspace with a

is…” I trailed off,

asked, setting

make do with the private paradise mansion,

through there.” He pointed to another door. “I had the staff unpack

was. The day had been a whirlwind of emotions and events, from becoming Mrs. Carter to flying halfway

I said, needing a moment alone to

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