The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 185

Olivia

I dropped the paper like it had burned me, my heart hammering in my chest. Who would do this? Who would leave something so vicious on my car?

My eyes darted around the parking garage, scanning the shadows between parked cars. Was someone watching me right now? Enjoying my reaction to their sick little message?

A car door slammed somewhere in the distance, making me flinch. I fumbled for my phone with trembling fingers, nearly dropping it in my haste. The garage suddenly felt too vast, too exposed, with too many places for someone to hide.

“Think, Olivia,” I whispered to myself, trying to calm my racing thoughts. Victoria? Penelope? Ryan? The list of people who might want to hurt me kept growing longer.

I scanned the area, but no one was in sight among the silent cars and concrete pillars that cast long shadows.

Was this some kind of warning? A threat? Or just someone’s idea of a cruel joke?

My finger hovered over Alexander’s contact, but I hesitated. He’d overreact, so he would probably send an entire security team to scour the garage. After the revelation about being followed by his security detail, I wasn’t eager for more drama.

Instead, I called Emilia’s number, scanning the shadows between parked cars.

“Hey, Liv! Already missing me?” Emilia answered cheerfully.

“Em, I need you to come to the garage right now,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Someone left a note on my car.”

“What? What kind of note? I’m coming right now. Stay on the phone with me.”

“No, just get here fast. I don’t want to be alone out here.”

protest, clutching my keys between my fingers like a weapon. The parking garage echoed with distant car doors and footsteps, each sound

would do this? Victoria? Penelope?

the paper on the ground, the single word staring up at me accusingly. My marriage to. Alexander had made me a target in ways I never anticipated. From gossip articles to confrontations with

“Liv!”

toward me, Claire and Ariana following close

reached me, her expression changing as she took in my face. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve

at the paper on the ground. Emilia bent down to pick it

actual fuck?” She looked up at me, anger flashing in her

asked, reaching

my god,” Claire gasped.

shoulder, her

trying to steady my nerves. “I have a

suggested, her

could be Penelope. Or Victoria. I’ve got a growing list of people who aren’t exactly

than being ‘not thrilled,”

parking garage has security cameras. We can find

shook my head. “It’s not worth the drama.

my mind. “Olivia, someone left a threatening note on your car. This isn’t something you just shrug

not threatening,” I argued. “It’s just

the first step,” Claire insisted. “Today it’s a nasty note. Tomorrow it could be

my watch. “Look, I just want to go home. I don’t want to spend the next hour filing

Emilia countered. “That’s all it will take to check the footage. If we see who it

hesitated, torn between wanting to put this behind me and