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?”

said, leaning forward. “I think

“What kind of proposition?”

being Mrs. Carter.” His voice lowered. “She wants to create doubt in my

Thompson Hotels

project? It’s too convenient.” Alexander took a sip of his Manhattan. “I

they went with plan

grandfather to question our marriage,

smoked salmon pizza, momentarily pausing our conversation. The scent of

amazing,” I said, helping myself to a slice. The thin crust crackled perfectly between

“You know, for someone who was upset about being called a

“Plus,

about you, Olivia. You’re

fancy way of saying I’m

“Among other things.”

and for a moment, I forgot about the gossip articles

acting alone,” Alexander said, returning to our earlier conversation. “She’s always been competitive, and losing you was clearly a

account, you mean,”

rim of his glass. “But I was referring to losing to

my cocktail to hide my smile. “So her professional

“Yes.”

who moved with practiced precision. The delicate white fish was bathed

of the buttery fish. “Besides

the Thompson Hotels project and show everyone

“And Victoria and Penelope?”

“Leave them to

“That sounds ominous.”

a piece of fish with surgical precision. “Victoria has forgotten that while she’s

“Meaning?”

my disposal that she can only dream of.” His smile was wolfish. “Victoria has some questionable investments I’ve been monitoring for a while. And Penelope’s firm has been struggling since she lost several key accounts

you planning to destroy them?”

remind them of the

laughed. “That might be the most supervillain thing you’ve

replied with mock solemnity.

I leaned closer to

across the table and took my hand in his, stroking his thumb across my knuckles. “Let them look. Maybe they’ll report

current of warmth up my arm. I found myself leaning even closer, drawn in

know what really bothers me about

“What?”

the office. I looked

bothering you? Not the character assassination,

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