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. “This is my

Carter.” Marco bowed slightly. “It’s a pleasure.

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customers in sight. Gleaming vehicles sat

you anything? Espresso? Water? Champagne?” Marco

Alexander an amused look. “Told you,”

I

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

were those?” I asked,

but not flashy. Powerful but not ostentatious.

“The Mercedes S–Class. A classic choice, refined and understated

was beautiful, but somehow

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

I admitted, running my

moving toward a sleek white

much like your car,” I said to Alexander.

approvingly.

even a Maserati

feels right,” I said

on display yet.” He led us

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Porsche Taycan,” Marco said proudly. “Fully electric. Zero

modern lines in a deep metallic green that shifted between emerald

“It’s beautiful,” I breathed.

noted with

circled the car slowly.

Marco opened the driver’s door with

steering wheel. The

do you think?” Alexander asked, leaning down to

think I’m in love,” I

test drive it?”

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

fun?” he asked as I accelerated