I blinked. “You mean besides the eight hundred thousand dollars?”His expression remained unreadable. “Yes.”I hesitated, fingers tracing the marble countertop. Why had I agreed?Because my father needed medical treatment. Because I had no other options. Because, deep down, I wanted to prove I could handle this.Instead, I shrugged. “Why did you ask me to go into a contract marriage with you ?”Alexander exhaled, swirling the water in his glass. “You fit the image. You were the least complicated choice.”Ouch. I felt the harshness in that.“Glad to know I’m your best ‘least complicated’ option,” I muttered.He didn’t apologize, because, of course, he wouldn’t.Instead, he just said, “Get some rest. We have a public appearance tomorrow.”And just like that, he left again unannounced, disappearing down the hall.I let out a slow breath, staring at the spot where he had stood.This arrangement was simple on paper, but being in Alexander Pierce's world it was going to be anything but easy
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