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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to see

Alexander shook his hand.

“It’s a

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in sight. Gleaming vehicles sat

anything? Espresso? Water? Champagne?” Marco

shot Alexander an amused look.

is fine,” I said

Marco said, leading us deeper into the showroom. “Based on

I

ostentatious. Safe but

Mercedes S–Class. A

was beautiful, but

a stunning dark blue

I admitted, running my hand along

unique?” Marco suggested, moving toward a sleek

car,” I said to Alexander.

nodded approvingly. “Good

led us through several more options: a BMW, a Jaguar, even a Maserati that made Alexander’s eyes

these feels right,” I

yesterday. Not officially on display yet.” He led us to a separate area

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in my tracks. “What is

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Porsche Taycan,” Marco said proudly. “Fully electric. Zero to sixty in 2.6 seconds.

metallic green that shifted between emerald and teal depending on how

“It’s beautiful,” I breathed.

Alexander noted with a knowing

slowly.

Marco opened the driver’s door

buttery soft leather seat and wrapped my hands around the steering wheel. The interior was

leaning down to peer at me through the open

in love,”

like to test

the incredible power beneath my feet. Alexander sat beside me, watching

he asked as I accelerated out