The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

Olivia

I stifled a yawn, staring at my computer screen while stretching my arms above my head. My back cracked in three distinct places as I twisted side to side. After hours of tweaking, our concept boards were polished to perfection.

“And we’re officially finished, I announced, saving the file one last time.

Dylan pumped his fist in the air. “Thank god. I was starting to forget what sunlight looks like.”

Ava closed her laptop with a dramatic thud. “If I had to adjust that logo placement one more time, I might have thrown myself out the window.”

“Top floor,” Marcus reminded her, gathering his sketches. “You’d definitely die. And then who would make our presentations look pretty?”

“Someone less talented and twice as expensive,” Ava replied, flashing a tired grin.

I checked the time on my phone, 9:37 PM. We’d been at it for nearly fourteen hours straight.

The team began gathering their belongings, moving with the slow, dazed movements of people who’d been staring at screens for too long.

“Anyone want to grab a drink?” Brandon suggested halfheartedly.

A chorus of groans answered him.****

“My bed is calling,” Ava declared. “And it’s saying very dirty things about how good it’ll feel to collapse into it.”

“TMI, Ava,” Marcus laughed, slinging his messenger bag over his shoulder.

goodbyes and filed out of the conference room until only

need me to stay and help clean up?” he asked, clearly hoping I’d say

I waved him off. “I’ll see you tomorrow.

washed over his face. “Thanks, Mrs. Carter.

taking a moment to breathe. The quiet felt good after hours of discussion and debate. I gathered the scattered printouts and coffee cups, tossing them into the

everything tidied, I collapsed back into my chair and pulled out

Finally finished. Team just left. Presentation ready

reply came almost

Still at

Yep. About

Don’t drive yourself when you’re this

I’m fine to drive. I have my

Wait for me.

appreciation and annoyance at his commanding tone. My Porsche was in the parking garage, perfectly capable of getting me home. But the thought of Alexander coming to pick

See you

gathered my things and headed down to the lobby, waving goodnight to the

late again, Mrs. Carter?” he

settling into one of

you work

But

that was far cooler than I had anticipated. I stood alone at the curb, taking a moment to breathe in the crispness of the evening, my senses heightened by the quiet

from a nearby tree accompanied the distant hum of traffic, each car’s headlights slicing through the darkness in a brilliant flash as they glided smoothly past

with

tomorrow? Girls’

recalling last night’s chaos at O’Malley’s: Ryan’s confrontation, James stepping in, and Alexander showing up

we do the day after tomorrow instead? And

Her response came quickly.

us someplace new and fancy.

Perfect. Just text

how did things end with Alexander last

smiled at her not-so-subtle fishing

I’ll tell you everything the

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