The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 197

Chapter 197

Olivia

Alexander was quiet for a moment. When he spoke, his voice was thoughtful. “What kind of legacy do you want to leave?”

The question caught me off guard. “I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it in those terms.”

“Think about it now.”

I considered his question, my eyes still on the illuminated manuscript. “Something that matters, I guess. Something that helps people or makes the world slightly better.”

“That’s admirably vague.”

I elbowed him gently. “What about you? What’s your legacy going to be? Carter Enterprises expanding into new markets?”

“That’s my grandfather’s legacy, not mine.” He paused. “I’m still figuring out what mine will be.”

There was something vulnerable in his admission, a crack in his usual confidence. I turned to face him, surprised by the contemplative expression on his face.

“We have time to figure it out,” I said, not entirely sure why I’d said “we” instead of “you.”

Alexander’s eyes met mine, something unreadable passing between us. The moment stretched, charged with an intensity that had nothing to do with ancient artifacts.

“Should we see the reading room?” he asked finally, breaking the spell.

“Definitely. Lead the way.”

The reading room was breathtaking, a circular space with towering bookshelves and a magnificent domed ceiling. Natural light filtered through windows high above, casting everything in a warm glow.

“This is gorgeous,” I whispered, spinning slowly to take it all in.

“No shouting in the British Library,” Alexander teased.

“I’m whispering!”

“Barely.”

We found a quiet corner and sat on one of the benches, simply enjoying the space. Other visitors moved quietly around us, their footsteps muffled on the polished floors.

“Thank

you

said after a

“For what?”

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do tourist things even when you’d probably

own. “I’d rather be here with you than anywhere

at the sincerity in his voice. “Careful, Mr. Carter. That

when we need to

“Right. Practice.”

way he looked at me suggested it wasn’t entirely practice. And the way my heart raced suggested I didn’t mind

museum, eventually finding ourselves in the ancient civilizations wing where Alexander pointed out details I would have missed

that column?” he said, leaning close to point. “That’s from centuries of people touching

depressing when you think about how temporary

are.”

“Getting philosophical again?”

does that to me. All this permanence makes you

found mine, his fingers interlacing with my own.

was surprisingly deep

he said

left the museum, the sun had started its descent toward the horizon, painting London’s sky

Alexander asked as we stepped onto

All that culture

nearby. Authentic British pub

“Lead the way.”

hours to evening leisure. People spilled out of offices, heading

Alexander chose was tucked away on a side street, its exterior covered in dark wood and etched glass. The sign above the door read “The Crown and Anchor”

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walls, and the bar was lined with brass fixtures that had been polished

has been here since the 1700s,” Alexander said as we found a corner table. “Supposedly Shakespeare drank here, but every

place looks

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