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.”

Alexander said with a wry smile. “The tabloids

must be amazing in bed to land a billionaire. From marketing

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

about the people at work? Everyone will have seen

see it. Anyone who matters knows your worth

seat, suddenly exhausted. “Easy for you to say. You’re not the one being called a

impressive. Makes you sound like a

very mysterious. Like working seventy–hour weeks and having actual

his voice dropping suggestively as

his hand away, but couldn’t help smiling.

to make you laugh. Is it

little,”

practiced ease, his expensive watch catching the sunlight as he turned the steering wheel. “You know what

“What?”

Very visible table. You looking gorgeous, me looking smitten. Show everyone this garbage article

this. “You want to fight back with

their little plan failed. Nothing gets under their skin more than

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

in the family handbook, right after ‘Never show weakness

I’m ordering

my girl,” Alexander said approvingly. “Now you’re thinking like a

the nasty article. Alexander drove with one hand on the wheel,

observed as we pulled into

all the ways I’d like to put Penelope in her place,” I admitted, gathering my purse

Thompson account was just the

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

I promised. “See

at eight,” he confirmed with a

Nova spotted me immediately, her expression a mix of sympathy and

you seen what they’re writing about you?” she

head high as I walked past several colleagues who

a brain knows

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