From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 71

Olivia Bennett instinctively shrank back, a little confused.

Then she felt his hand brush past her cheek as he reached over, tugging out the seatbelt and buckling her in.

“You forgot your seatbelt.”

His voice was calm and soft, but Olivia could swear there was a hint of a smile hiding in it.

She realized what he meant—he was teasing her. She’d just claimed she wasn’t nervous, and yet, she’d forgotten the most basic thing.

With her cheeks puffed out in protest, she mumbled, “I was just thinking... you look a lot like your father.”

Ethan Carter started the engine. “Yeah? How so?”

“Your eyes. The way you carry yourself,” Olivia said, studying his profile. “Honestly, you two are pretty similar all around. But the eyes—those are exactly the same.”

Ethan just shrugged—he’d heard that all his life.

“Is your dad a teacher?” Olivia asked, remembering something he’d mentioned earlier about students.

She’d only heard Ethan talk in passing about his family, never in much detail.

“One of the professors at Yale,” Ethan replied, steering the car onto the road.

Yale. Top of the top, even by world standards.

Just getting in as a student was impressive enough. Being a professor there? That was next level.

Olivia couldn’t hide her admiration. “Wow, that’s incredible.”

Ethan glanced over, seeing her interest. “He always wanted to teach. Had zero interest in the family business. My grandfather forced him to run Carter Holdings for years. But once I turned eighteen, he handed over the reins and practically sprinted out the door to Yale.”

She’d managed just fine.

But Ethan, at eighteen, was already leading Carter Holdings, facing off with big-shot executives twice his age. She didn’t need to guess— those boardrooms weren’t filled with teenagers.

Even with the Carter name behind him, earning respect and clawing his way up must’ve taken everything he had.

Olivia let out a soft sigh and, after a beat, said sincerely, “You’re pretty incredible too, you know.”

Ethan paused, caught off guard.

People told him he was impressive all the time, usually out of flattery. But coming from her, it sounded different.

He grinned, easy and warm. “Thanks for the compliment, Mrs. Carter.”