Chapter 298

Madison

“The lasagna is exceptional,” Alexander said, smoothly changing the subject. “I can see where Madison gets her attention to detail.”

Mom beamed. “Family recipe. I’ve been perfecting it for years.”

“It’s amazing,” I agreed, grateful for the shift in conversation. “Best batch yet.”

“The secret is in the herbs,” Mom confided. “Fresh basil makes all the difference.”

As dinner progressed, I found myself watching Alexander interact with my mother. He was attentive, charming, and genuinely interested in her stories. It was a side of him I rarely saw in the office: this warmth, this easy charm that had nothing to do with business deals or power plays.

When Mom excused herself to use the restroom, Alexander leaned closer to me.

“Your mother is delightful,” he said quietly.

“She likes you,” I replied, surprised by how much that pleased me.

His fingers brushed mine under the table. “Good. I like her too.” He paused, his expre