The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 163

Chapter 163

Olivia

The sports car roared to life, its engine growling aggressively as Penelope peeled away from the curb, nearly clipping another vehicle in her dramatic exit.

“That was quite the performance,” I muttered, still staring at the headline on my phone. The article featured not just unflattering photos but direct quotes from “sources close to the couple” describing me as a calculating social climber who had strategically positioned myself to catch Alexander’s eye.

“This is absolute garbage journalism. Not a single fact–checked statement in the entire piece.”

“Do you think Penelope could be behind this?” I asked, watching his reaction carefully. “The timing seems suspicious.”

“It’s possible,” he replied, starting the car. “But let’s not jump to conclusions.”

I chewed my lip, considering the possibilities. “What about Victoria?”

Alexander pulled smoothly into traffic, his expression hardening. “Victoria certainly has the connections. And she’s never been shy about using them.”

“The article mentions my ‘suspiciously timed promotion‘ and ‘overnight rise through company ranks.”

“Don’t worry about this,” Alexander said, his voice calm but firm. “I’ll get this sorted out. We’ll have these articles removed and take legal action against the outlet. My team will find whoever is behind this.”

“I’m not worried,” I replied, though the knot in my stomach suggested otherwise. “I’m just wondering who would go to such lengths. It feels personal.”

Alexander’s hand left the steering wheel to squeeze mine reassuringly. “That’s because it is personal. Someone’s trying to get under your skin.”

“Well, it’s working,” I admitted. “I’ve never been called a gold digger before. At least not in a headline.”

smile. “The tabloids have been inventing stories

remarks. “Look at these comments. She must be amazing in bed to land a billionaire. From marketing drone to Mrs. Carter in

it into the center console. “You’re giving them exactly what they want: your

the people at work? Everyone will have seen this by

it. Anyone who matters knows your worth has nothing to do with who

for you to say. You’re not the

Makes you sound like a femme fatale from a

I snorted. “Yes, very mysterious. Like working seventy–hour weeks

added, his voice dropping suggestively

swatted his hand away, but couldn’t

trying to make you laugh. Is it

a little,”

catching the sunlight as he turned the steering wheel. “You know what we should

“What?”

table. You looking gorgeous, me looking smitten. Show everyone this garbage article didn’t affect

this. “You want to fight back with a photo

whoever did this that their little plan failed. Nothing gets under

approach? When attacked, order the most expensive wine and look fabulous?”

right after ‘Never

is. But I’m ordering the most expensive thing

said approvingly. “Now you’re

our encounter with Penelope and the nasty article. Alexander drove with one hand

pulled into the parking

like to put Penelope in her place,” I admitted,

will come. The Thompson

was quick. Before the doors opened, Alexander squeezed my hand. “Try not to worry about

try,” I promised. “See you

he confirmed with a wink.

me

writing about you?”

replied, keeping my head high as I walked past several colleagues who suddenly found their computer screens

vigorously. “Absolute trash. Everyone with a brain knows you’re qualified for your

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