Chapter 27: Darling, Remember to Pay the Bill

Under Michael’s watchful gaze, Alexander dialed a number he had never called before. The connection was swift. This was the first time Alexander had ever called Olivia, but he didn't receive the expected response. He thought she would be thrilled.

Instead, he was met with a calm, slightly puzzled voice.

“Alexander? Why are you calling me?”

Her casual tone even carried a hint of impatience.

Alexander frowned slightly and asked, “Do you still have the black card that Grandpa gave you?”

“No, I don’t have it,” Olivia replied.

Alexander understood immediately. She had lost it.

Just as he was about to hang up, Olivia’s voice came through again.

“Oh, right. I used the card today at Carlos Harmonies. It should be with Michael.”

Alexander was speechless.

“You really bought a piano at Carlos Harmonies?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Olivia answered casually.

Thinking about the few million she had just spent, Olivia added with a smile in her voice, “Darling, remember to pay the bill for me.”

Alexander was stunned. What did she just call him? Darling! In the six months they’d been married, Olivia had always been nervous around him, addressing him as “Mr. Wilson” just like everyone else, never daring to be informal. But today, not only did she boldly use the black card, but she also casually called him “Darling” and even asked him to pay for her?

This was a stark contrast to the cautious woman he knew. For a moment, Alexander didn’t know how to respond. It was as if she had completely changed into a different person.

Before he could say anything, Olivia continued on the other end of the line:

“You have Michael’s contact info, right? I forgot to get the black card back. Make sure you retrieve it for me.”

“And by the way, I’m currently at the Velvet Vogue couture store in Starlight Mall. Darling, have Henry come over to pay the bill for me, okay?”

Olivia tossed out another casual “Darling” without a hint of hesitation or concern, completely unaware that with each mention of the term, Alexander’s expression grew darker and more difficult to read.

Even after Olivia hung up, Alexander didn’t say a word. Michael, noticing the strange look on Alexander’s face, hesitated. “Uh…”

“Write him a check,” Alexander finally said, his voice cold as ice.

Henry looked at Alexander in surprise. Could Olivia really have bought that piano?

Following Alexander’s orders, Henry quickly wrote a check and handed it to Michael. Michael accepted the check with a wide grin. “Thanks for your business. If you ever need anything like this again, be sure to come to me. If I’d known your wife was into music, I would’ve stocked up on some better items.”

“Get out,” Alexander’s temples throbbed slightly. What on earth was that woman up to now?

Michael knew when to take his leave, sensing that Alexander’s little wife might not be as timid and submissive as the rumors suggested. Next time, he’d have to gather everyone to see her in person.

After Michael left, Henry nervously glanced at Alexander.

“Head over to Starlight Mall’s Velvet Vogue,” Alexander ordered coldly.

“Huh?” Henry was confused. Velvet Vogue was a high-end couture store. Why would Mr. Wilson send him there?

But Henry didn’t dare ask questions. He obediently followed Alexander’s instructions and drove to Velvet Vogue. It wasn’t until Henry saw Olivia sitting in the store that he understood why he had been sent.

“You’re here? Hurry up and pay the bill,” Olivia said lazily, lounging in a chair.

Henry was left speechless.