The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 164

Chapter 164

Olivia

Alexander changed into a fresh suit, and by eight, we were pulling up to Spago. The restaurant was packed, as usual, but we were immediately escorted to a prime table near the center of the room.

“Mr. and Mrs. Carter,” the maître d‘ greeted us warmly. “It’s a pleasure to have you with us tonight.”

I noticed several heads turn as we made our way through the restaurant. Whether it was Alexander’s CEO status or the gossip article, we were definitely being noticed.

“Ignore them,” Alexander murmured, his hand warm on the small of my back. “We’re here to enjoy ourselves.

We ordered cocktails first, a Manhattan for Alexander and a champagne cocktail for me.

My eyes wandered around the restaurant, noticing several people stealing glances at our table. The champagne arrived with a perfect curl of lemon peel floating on top.

“You know what? I’m starving,” I announced, flipping open the menu. “Let’s order everything.”

“Everything might be excessive, but I’m game for sharing a few dishes.”

“Perfect. I’m ordering the most expensive items purely out of spite.”

“That’s the spirit.” His eyes crinkled at the corners. “The Dover sole is excellent here.”

We selected several dishes to share, including the famous smoked salmon pizza and Dover sole. After placing our order, I took a long sip of my cocktail, savoring the bubbly sweetness.

“So,” I said, setting down my glass, “that article. You think Victoria’s involved?”

forward.

“What kind of proposition?”

prove you aren’t worthy of being Mrs. Carter.” His voice lowered. “She wants to create doubt in my grandfather’s

Thompson Hotels was part of

to snatch your project? It’s too convenient.” Alexander took a sip of his Manhattan. “I think that was phase

when that failed, they went with plan B:

my guess. Victoria wants my grandfather to question our marriage, which would give her leverage for the

our conversation. The scent of dill and capers wafted up,

myself to a slice. The thin crust crackled

for someone who was upset about being called a gold digger a few hours ago, you seem remarkably untroubled

I replied, taking another bite. “Plus, I refuse to let them

what I like about you, Olivia.

that a fancy way of

“Among other things.”

a smile, and for a moment, I forgot about the gossip articles and

Alexander said, returning to our earlier conversation. “She’s always

the Thompson account, you mean,”

of his glass. “But I

my smile. “So her professional failure is

“Yes.”

server who moved with practiced precision.

a bite of the buttery fish.

Thompson Hotels project and show everyone that these

“And Victoria and Penelope?”

expression hardened. “Leave them

“That sounds ominous.”

of fish with surgical precision. “Victoria has forgotten that while

“Meaning?”

wolfish. “Victoria has some questionable investments I’ve been monitoring

to destroy them?” I asked, only

remind them of the natural

be the

with mock solemnity. “I’ve been practicing my

trying to eavesdrop. I leaned closer to Alexander, lowering my voice. “We have an audience at

contact with me, Alexander reached across the table and took my hand in his, stroking his thumb across my knuckles. “Let them look.

sent a current of warmth up my arm. I found myself leaning even

me about that article?” I

“What?”

office. I looked like I’d been

laughed. “Is that what’s bothering you? Not the

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