The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Ryan) novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145

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I spotted James approaching through the crowd, his usual confident smirk firmly in place. No doubt coming to gloat about winning the Basquiat sketch.

“Alexander,” he greeted with practiced ease, champagne glass in hand. “Quite the evening. Though I must say, it’s rare to see you lose a bidding war.”

I extended my hand, forcing a pleasant smile. “James. Congratulations on the sketch. You certainly wanted it badly.”

“Not as badly as you did, apparently.” His eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “Seven hundred thousand seemed to be your breaking point.”

“The difference between us, James, is that I know when something isn’t worth the cost.” I kept my tone light, as if we were discussing the weather rather than his attempt to publicly one–up me.

“Always the businessman. Though I wonder if your grandfather would agree with your assessment of worth.”

“My grandfather understands value better than most.” I placed my hand on Olivia’s back, drawing her slightly closer. “Besides, we can’t win every battle. You should enjoy this small victory while you can.”

James’s smile tightened almost imperceptibly. “Small victory? Perhaps. But I do seem to be on a winning streak lately. First, the Meridian acquisition-”

“Which ultimately went to Carter Enterprises,” I interrupted smoothly.

“Details,” he waved dismissively. “The real competition is just beginning, Alexander. We’re going to keep crossing paths, you and I.”

“Looking forward to it,” I replied, matching his false warmth. “Business would be boring without worthy opponents.”

James’s attention shifted to Olivia, his gaze lingering a moment too long. “Your wife is absolutely stunning tonight.”

Olivia remained silent beside me, though I felt her posture stiffen slightly.

“She is,” I agreed, feeling an unexpected surge of possessiveness. “Every day, in fact.”

James extended his hand toward Olivia. “I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced. James Westbrook.”

“This is my wife, Olivia,” I said, watching as James took her hand. “Olivia, James is a… business associate of

mine.”

“Competitor would be more accurate,” James corrected with a smile, holding Olivia’s hand a moment longer than necessary. “Though Alexander prefers euphemisms when discussing rivals.”

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“It’s nice to meet you,” Olivia said politely, withdrawing her hand.

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James’s eyes remained fixed on her. “The pleasure is entirely mine. I must say, the photos don’t do you justice. You’re even more beautiful in person.”

“Thank you,” Olivia replied, her tone perfectly balanced between politeness and distance.

“Alexander’s a lucky man,” James continued. “Though I’m sure he knows that.”

“I do,” I said firmly, my arm tightening around Olivia’s waist.

James smiled, a knowing look in his eyes. “Well, I won’t keep you. Just wanted to say hello and remind you about that dinner you promised me.”

“Dinner?” Olivia glanced at me.

“Just catching up,” I explained. “Old friends and all that.”

“Friends is generous,” James laughed. “But dinner should be interesting. Don’t forget.” He nodded to Olivia. “It was lovely to meet you, Olivia. Perhaps you’ll join us for dinner sometime.”

“Perhaps,” she replied noncommittally.

With a final nod, James turned and disappeared back into the crowd.

“Who exactly is James Westbrook?” Olivia asked, her eyes following his retreating figure.

I took a sip of champagne, considering how to explain the complicated history between us. “An old friend who became a business rival.”

“He doesn’t seem very friendly,” she observed.

“We were close once,” I admitted, placing my hand on the small of her back. “Competed for everything: grades, internships, women. After graduation, he joined Westbrook Financial, while I joined Carter Enterprises.”

“And now you’re competitors.”

“In some areas. His firm manages investments for half of Hollywood. We occasionally target the same acquisitions.” I shrugged. “Most recently, he tried to outbid me for Meridian Properties.”

“Let me guess, you won?”

I smiled. “Of course.”

“And that’s why he paid seven hundred thousand dollars for a sketch? To one–up you?”

“James has always been competitive. Especially when he knows I want something.”

Olivia studied me for a moment. “There seems to be more to it than just business rivalry.”

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“Ancient history, I assured her, not wanting to delve into the messier aspects of our past friendship. “Nothing worth discussing tonight”

Olivia opened her mouth to press further, but my mother appeared at our table.

Alexander, the auction was quite successful,” Julia said, her eyes bright with approval. “Though that Westbrook boy certainly made a spectacle with his bidding.”

“He always does,” I replied dryly

Julia turned to Olivia. “Now, let’s see that necklace on you, dear. Alexander has excellent taste in jewelry.”

I retrieved the box from my jacket pocket and opened it. The sapphire necklace caught the light, the deep blue stone surrounded by brilliantly sparkling diamonds.

“It’s stunning.” Olivia breathed, her fingers hovering over the jewelry.

“May I” I asked, lifting the piece from its velvet cushion.

Olivia turned, sweeping her hair aside to expose the elegant curve of her neck. I fastened the clasp, my fingers lingering against her warm skin longer than necessary. When she turned back to face me, the sapphire rested just above the swell of her breasts.

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