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And even more pressing, I had that meeting with Ava that started soon. After that horrible situation with Ethan at lunch, I’d decided that I’d just write that stupid letter for him so I could get him out of my life and hopefully never see him or Chole again. But I wanted to consult Ava about it first and see what she thought about it.
I couldn’t tell Alexander no, though. He was my boss and he was right when he said that this would be a greatworking opportunity for me. It went deeper than that. Alexander had saved me from being stuck in that room today, thenforted me and stayed with me when I was having an emotional breakdown. It felt like I owed him this.
“I would be happy to go with you tonight,” I told him.
“Excellent,” he said and then led the way out of his office.
Near the elevator, we encountered Gai.
“I solved my problem,” he told her. “Olivia is going toe with me to the function tonight.”
Gai’s eyes shot to mine, and she frowned as she studied the bags under my eyes. “Alexander, Olivia looks exhausted. Why don’t you just go to the party by yourself?”
He shot Gai an angry look. “I need a date at a function like this to apany me, you know that,” Alexander snapped in a cold voice.
The outrage in his voice seemed to shock Gai into silence.
She cut her eyes to me, and I gave her a small smile because I knew that she had tried her best to get me out of tonight. I tried to convey my
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gratitude for her with a simple look.
As Alexander and I rode the elevator to the parking garage, I sent a message to Ava postponing our meeting. I really needed to talk to her because I didn’t want Ethan breathing over my shoulder for the rest of my life, but I couldn’t say no to Alexander tonight. Not with the crappy mood he was in.
At least I would be able to drive since I usually drove Alexander’s car. I walked up to the driver’s seat, but when I looked into the window, I stopped short.
A jolt of surprise went down my spine.
Someone was already in his car.
*Olivia*
A man in a ck chauffeur cap saw me and rolled down the window.
“Good evening, ma?am,” he said politely. “I’m Richard.”
“Hi, you can call me Olivia. No need to call me ma?am.” I squinted as I studied Richard’s dark hair poking out of his hat and bright blue eyes. For some reason, he looked very familiar to me. “Nice to meet you.”
I walked around the car to sit in the passenger seat, but Alexander stopped me halfway.
“You were going to sit in the passenger seat and leave me in the backseat to sit by myself?” he asked, his eyes shing with offense.
“Oh, right” I said and climbed into the backseat as Alexander held the door open for me.
I had to be honest. It was nice to have a driver to navigate the busy New York traffic. The sun was setting creating a beautiful pink and
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orangendscape on the tall buildings.
Alexander was quiet and busy answering work emails on his phone. I looked down at my work clothes.
“Am I dressed appropriately for a work party?” I asked him.
His eyes trailed slowly down my body, making my stomach swoop.
“You’ll do,” he said in a teasing tone.
“Why do you want to attend tonight? Don’t you usually skip these sort of things?” I asked.
“I told you. It’s a goodworking opportunity.”
I remained quiet after that. I could tell that he had another reason for going. I just couldn’t figure out what it was.
Soon, Richard pulled up to a luxury hotel. At the entrance, there was paparazzi, and even a red carpet rolled out for the event.
“I’m not dressed for this kind of g,” I hissed at Alexander as Richard opened our car door.
But he ignored myment as he helped me out of the car.
Cameras shed in every direction as we walked down the red carpet.
“That’s Olivia!” I heard more than one photographer yell.
My cheeks heated as all eyes turned to us as we walked through the doors into the grand entrance hall. With my connections to the Hawthorne and Windsor family, Alexander and I immediately became the center of attention. Whispers followed us as we made our way to the banquet hall where the event was being held.
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