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?”

a theory,” he said, leaning forward. “I think Victoria approached

“What kind of proposition?”

His voice lowered.

frowned. “And Thompson Hotels was part of this

Penelope suddenly appears, trying to snatch your project? It’s too convenient.” Alexander took a sip of

they went with plan

grandfather to question our

with our smoked salmon pizza, momentarily pausing our conversation. The scent of dill and capers wafted

I said, helping myself to a slice. The thin

about being called a gold digger

I replied, taking another bite. “Plus,

I like about you,

way

“Among other things.”

a moment, I forgot about the gossip articles and Penelope’s threats. This felt normal, just

our earlier conversation.

you

His eyes met mine over the rim of his glass.

up my cocktail to hide my smile. “So her professional

“Yes.”

server who moved with practiced precision. The delicate white fish was bathed in a brown

taking a bite of the buttery fish. “Besides eating ridiculously expensive food and looking

planned. We focus on the Thompson Hotels project and show everyone that these

“And Victoria and Penelope?”

expression hardened. “Leave

“That sounds ominous.”

forgotten that while she’s scheming for control of the

“Meaning?”

“Victoria has some questionable investments I’ve

destroy them?”

of the natural order of

“That might be the most supervillain

mock solemnity.

nearby table glanced over, clearly trying to eavesdrop. I leaned closer to Alexander, lowering my voice. “We have an audience

eye contact with me, Alexander reached across the table and took my hand in his, stroking his thumb across my

touch sent a current of warmth up my arm. I found myself leaning even closer, drawn in by the

know what really bothers me about that

“What?”

that terrible photo of me leaving the office. I looked like I’d been dragged through a hedge

what’s bothering you? Not the character assassination, but

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