(Olivia's POV)

When I mentioned his "little mistress," I watched Alexander's face with the clinical detachment. His expression remained frustratingly calm.

"Olivia, don't let your imagination run wild," he said evenly. "There's nothing like that."

"Hah!" The sound that escaped my lips was a cold laugh, completely devoid of any real humor.

In my mind, I was cataloging yet another betrayal to add to my growing list of grievances. So ...