The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 132

Olivia

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As the workday wrapped up, I felt a mix of exhaustion and accomplishment. The Thompson team had dispersed with their assignments, and my inbox was finally under control. I was just shutting down my computer when Alexander appeared in my doorway, his suit jacket draped over one arm and sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms.

“Ready to go car shopping, Mrs. Carter?” He leaned against the doorframe, a playful smile on his lips.

“Do I have a choice?” I asked, gathering my purse.

“Always,” he replied. “But I think you’ll enjoy this more than you expect.”

We rode the elevator down in comfortable silence, but as we walked through the parking garage, I felt a small flutter of excitement. I’d never owned a new car, let alone a luxury vehicle.

“So where are we going?” I asked as Alexander held the passenger door open for me.

“Beverly Hills. I have an arrangement with Prestigio Motors.” He slid into the driver’s seat. “They’ll stay open late for us.”

“Of course they will,” I muttered. “Because normal business hours don’t apply to Alexander Carter.”

“One of the perks of being me.” He winked as he started the engine. “Hungry?”

“Starving, actually.”

“We’ll grab something after. Or they might have something at the dealership. These places like to pamper their high–end clients.”

I snorted. “With tiny sandwiches and champagne?”

“More likely espresso and imported chocolates, but you’re on the right track.”

The drive to Beverly Hills was quicker than expected, with Alexander expertly navigating through traffic. When we pulled up to Prestigio Motors, the showroom lights were still blazing despite the “Closed” sign on the door.

“This feels weird,” I admitted as we approached. “Like we’re going to a private shopping appointment.”

“That’s exactly what it is.” Alexander placed his hand on the small of my back. “I called ahead. They’ve prepared a selection based on what I think you might like.”

A tall man in an impeccable suit opened the door before we even reached it. “Mr. Carter! So

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see you

shook his hand. “This is my wife,

Marco bowed slightly. “It’s a pleasure.

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sight. Gleaming vehicles sat

you anything? Espresso?

shot Alexander an amused look. “Told

is fine,” I said to

might interest Mrs. Carter,” Marco said, leading us deeper into the showroom. “Based on Mr. Carter’s

I asked, raising an eyebrow

not ostentatious. Safe but fun

a sleek silver sedan. “The Mercedes S–Class. A classic choice, refined and understated with all the luxury features.”

but

Porsche Panamera.” Marco led us to a stunning dark blue four–door sports car. “Sporty but practical,

is more interesting,” I admitted, running my hand along the smooth

suggested, moving toward a sleek white vehicle. “The Aston

studied the vehicle. It was gorgeous, but… “Too much like your car,” I said to Alexander. “I don’t want to

approvingly. “Good

options: a BMW, a Jaguar, even a Maserati that made Alexander’s eyes light up more

these feels right,”

Not officially on display yet.” He led us to

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in my

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Zero to sixty in

lines in a deep metallic green that shifted between emerald and teal depending on how the

“It’s beautiful,” I breathed.

environmentally conscious,” Alexander noted with a knowing smile. “No

the car slowly. “Can I sit in

course.” Marco opened the driver’s

into the buttery soft leather seat and wrapped my hands around the steering wheel. The interior was futuristic without being gimmicky, with

you think?” Alexander asked, leaning down to peer

think I’m in love,”

like to test drive it?”

Taycan through Beverly Hills, feeling the incredible power beneath my feet.

I