The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 125

Chapter 125

Olivia

Alice had the decency to look embarrassed. “Nothing. Just… you know how people talk.”

My stomach clenched. “What are people saying?”

The three exchanged glances.

“Nothing specific,” Vivian said carefully. “Just the usual office gossip when someone gets a big promotion soon after marrying

the CEO.”

“I’ve been working my ass off for so long.” I reminded them, anger simmering beneath my professional facade. “I’ve stayed late, come in on weekends, and delivered results consistently.”

“We know that,” Nova assured me quickly. “And anyone who’s worked with you knows it too. Don’t mind the jealous assholes.”

As if on cue, there was another knock, and Jessica appeared with my new security badge and office keys.

“Mrs. Carter, here are your credentials,” she said, handing me a sleek leather folder. “HR has scheduled an orientation session

at 11 AM to review your new system accesses and responsibilities. Is there anything else you need?”

“No, thank you, Jessica.”

After she left, my friends stared at me in awe.

“Mrs. Carter,” Nova repeated, mimicking Jessica’s deferential tone. “That’s going to take some getting used to.”

“Tell me about it,” I muttered.

Alice checked her watch. “We should get back to work.”

“Right. And we should let you settle in,” Vivian added.

with my thoughts and my imposing new

the morning, a steady stream of colleagues stopped by to congratulate me. Some seemed genuinely happy for my success, while others wore thinly

boss for what, a few months? And now she’s Senior

another voice corrected, “but yeah, talk

the corner,

one of them said from Digital Marketing,

grabbing a water

the time lunch rolled around, I’d endured several HR orientation sessions, signed a stack of paperwork, and received no fewer than fifteen “congratulatory” emails that

when there was yet another

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called, expecting more colleagues with thinly disguised

the Marketing Director, my

a warm smile. “How are you

feet,” I admitted, standing

across from my desk. “I wanted to personally welcome you to the executive team. Your work on the Westwood campaign

you. That means a lot

something of a role model to me since I joined Carter Enterprises. She’d worked her way up through the ranks over fifteen years, breaking through the glass ceiling with sheer

continued, “there was some pushback about your promotion. Not because of

I tensed. “I understand.”

you married Alexander Carter, you were on my

over me. “I appreciate

you

down.”

you won’t.” She smiled. “That’s why I’ve decided to put you in charge of the Thompson Hotels

“The Thompson account? But that’s

the kind of project that will silence any doubters.” She handed me a thick folder. “The brief

of project I’d dreamed of leading. “Don’t thank me yet,” she warned with a wry smile. “The pressure is on. People will be watching closely, hoping you’ll fail.”

project was substantial, rebranding an entire hotel chain to appeal to younger, tech–savvy

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