When the song ended, Alexander led me back toward our table, but we were intercepted by a distinguished–looking woman with silver hair.

“Dr. Porter,” Alexander greeted her warmly. “I’d like you to meet my wife, Olivia. Olivia, this is Dr. Emily Porter, head of the Children’s Hospital Foundation.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said, shaking her hand.

“The pleasure is mine,” Dr. Porter replied. “Alexander has been one of our most generous supporters. The Carter Wing has helped thousands of children.”

“The Carter Wing?” I looked at Alexander questioningly.

Dr. Porter seemed surprised. “The pediatric research center. Alexander funded it three years ago. Surely he told you?”

Alexander looked almost embarrassed. “It never came up.”

“Well, he’s too modest,” Dr. Porter continued. “The center focuses on rare childhood diseases, many of which were considered untreatable before our

research.”

I felt a surge of admiration for Alexander. “That’s incredible work.”

“We couldn’t do it without supporters like your husband,” Dr. Porter said. “Perhaps you’d like to tour the facility sometime? See the impact firsthand?”

“I’d love that,” I replied honestly.

After Dr. Porter moved on to greet other guests, I turned to Alexander. “You never mentioned funding a pediatric research center.”

He shrugged, looking uncomfortable with the praise. “It was a good investment.”

“In children?”

“In the future,” he corrected. “Those kids deserve a chance.”

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I stood there looking at Alexander, his words echoing in my head. The simple statement that kids deserved a chance revealed a side of him I’d never expected. Not from the ruthless CEO who commanded boardrooms and made million- dollar decisions without blinking.

“What?” Alexander asked, noticing my expression.

“Nothing.” I shook my head slightly. “It’s just not what I expected you to say.”

did you expect? That I funded

“Well… maybe?”

do appreciate the tax benefits. But that’s not why

I asked, genuinely curious about this unexpected side

dealing with rare diseases that don’t get much research funding. Most pharmaceutical companies focus on more common conditions because

altruistic of

always the heartless CEO

tapped

your seats. We’re about to begin the auction portion of our

small of my back. Harold

catch your eye?” Alexander asked, glancing at the catalog in

glossy pages. “Maybe the weekend in Napa? I’ve never

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Napa anytime,” he said dismissively. “Look

found the page and nearly choked on my champagne when I saw the estimated value. “Two

One that tends to appreciate quite

stepped up to the podium. “Good evening, esteemed guests. Tonight, we have an extraordinary collection of items to auction, with all proceeds benefiting the Children’s Hospital

chef. I watched with fascination as people casually

up, we have a seven–day Mediterranean cruise aboard the Silver Seas yacht. This exclusive experience includes a

shot up around the room. I sat back, content to watch the wealthy play

a woman in

a man near the

auctioneer’s gavel came down with a satisfying thud, and polite applause rippled through the

commented from across the table.

not to look

Marceau, followed by dinner for six at his restaurant, Table. Bidding

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mean I get to be one of the six

be my sous chef,” he replied with a

bottle of scotch that sold for an eye–watering amount to Charles Carter, who looked genuinely

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