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“Why aren’t you greeting her?” The authority in his tone was unmistakable.
The girl’s tone was reluctant and dismissive, betraying her true feelings. Her eyes flickered over me with barely concealed hostility.
“Hello, Miss Winters.”
This was Vanessa Reed-Connor’s adoptive sister. I’d only heard of her, never met her before.
She had been raised away from the Rivers territory and sent to study abroad for years, only recently returned.
Connor’s tone sharpened, carrying unmistakable authority. His shoulders tensed visibly.
“Olivia is my future wife, your sister-in-law. Is that how you greet her? Who taught you that?”
Vanessa’s expression stiffened as she sensed his anger. Her fingers clutched at the tablecloth.
“I’m sorry, brother.” Her voice was small but defiant.
But Connor pushed further, his voice like ice. Everyone at the table had gone completely still.
“Who should you apologize to?”
Vanessa turned stiffly toward me, her voice subdued but her eyes blazing with resentment.
“Sister-in-law, I’m sorry.”
I smiled awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable with the tension. The hostility radiating from her was almost palpable.
“No need, we’re family. It’s alright.” I tried to diffuse the situation, not wanting to start my relationship with her this way.
This was our first meeting as future sisters-in-law, yet it felt so strained. I placed my hand gently on Connor’s arm, feeling the tension in his muscles.
“Con, don’t be so fierce.” I kept my voice soft, meant only for him.
His coldness melted instantly, replaced by a soft smile. The transformation was remarkable to witness.
“Okay.” The single word carried a tenderness that surprised even me.
I noticed Vanessa watching this transformation, her fists tightening under the table until her knuckles turned white. The jealousy and defiance in her eyes were unmistakable.
Lily immediately sensed Vanessa’s hostility. She deliberately raised her voice, leaning forward with exaggerated concern.
“Miss Reed, you don’t look well. Want me to get a doctor?” Her tone was sweet but her eyes were challenging.
Vanessa’s face darkened, a muscle twitching in her jaw. “No need.”
Lily snorted contemptuously, muttering just loud enough to be heard, “What an act.”
I shot Lily a warning glance, but she merely shrugged. I could tell from her expression that her intuition was screaming warnings about Vanessa. Lily had always been perceptive about people’s true intentions.
Ethan Quinn, who overheard Lily’s mutters, tugged her arm gently under the table. “Stop it, she’s Connor’s sister. Give her some face,” he whispered, not quite quietly enough.
Lily pinched his arm ruthlessly, glaring. “Try pulling again!”
Ethan yelped in pain, yanking his arm away. “Sorry, sorry! Have mercy!”
The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. I glanced at Connor, who was watching the interactions with a calculating coldness.
Just then, the door was pushed open and a new arrival interrupted the scene. A voice announced, “Sorry, I’m late because of the traffic.”
(Olivia’s POV)
A graceful, refined woman around her thirties entered the private room of the Crescent Moon
Hotel in Riverdale. Her confident stride and elegant posture immediately caught my attention.
Connor’s voice softened as he made the introduction. “Livvy, this is the top-tier artifact restorer I recommended-Ruby Montgomery.”
Joy sparked through me instantly. I had expected an elderly master with weathered hands and a stern expression. Instead, this beautiful woman with warm eyes stood before us.
I quickly stood and stepped forward, extending my hand with barely contained excitement.
“Master Montgomery, hello, I’m Olivia Winters. I entrust my ceramic wolf figurine to you.”
Ruby Montgomery couldn’t help but burst into a soft laugh, her warm, curved eyes gleaming teasingly. “Master Montgomery? Sounds like I’m some ancient museum curator!”
Heat rushed to my cheeks as I realized my slip. “Sorry, that was a slip of the tongue. I apologize.”
Ruby waved it off good-naturedly, her smile genuine and easy. She then glanced sideways at Connor, a playful smirk forming on her lips.
“You’re so cold and aloof, picky beyond reason,” she said to him. “Before I came, I was dying to know what kind of woman could conquer the ‘ice Alpha’ Connor Rivers. Now that I’ve met
Livvy, I get it. If it were me, I’d like her too.”
My cheeks burned hotter at her words. I gestured toward an empty chair, trying to regain my composure. “Please, have a seat.”
I poured her a cup of herbal tea, the fragrant steam rising between us. “Please enjoy,” I said, sliding the cup toward her.
Ruby took a sip with an approving nod. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Connor watching us, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
“Livvy, no need to be so deferential,” he said. “I’ve paid her a handsome fee. You’re the client, you can be as assertive as you want.”
His words made me lower my lashes and smile obediently. I returned to sit quietly beside him, suddenly aware of how naturally I’d fallen into pleasing him.
Ruby shot Connor a mock glare. “You really know how to spoil the fun.”
She switched to business mode, her expression becoming more professional. “Livvy, did you bring the item today?”
I shook my head slightly. “Not yet, Ruby. Could you come to the Winters residence with me after dinner? I’ll get it for you.”
“Of course,” Ruby readily agreed, setting her cup down.
After our meal concluded, we headed to my family home in Riverdale. The familiar surroundings brought a mix of comfort and unease as memories of my childhood flooded back.
In my old bedroom, I carefully retrieved the bag containing the shattered remains of the light blue ceramic wolf figurine-the precious creation my mother Sarah and I had made together before her death. My hands trembled slightly as I handed it over.
Ruby examined the fragments with a professional eye, frowning and clicking her tongue. “It’s smashed pretty badly.”
My heart jumped to my throat, anxiety surging through my body. The figurine was more than just ceramic-it was one of the few tangible connections I had left to my mother.
Ruby must have noticed my distress because she patted my shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t worry, since it’s in my hands, I’ll fix it beautifully.”
Only then did my tense nerves relax. “Thank you so much,” I said, gratitude washing over me.
“Do you have any photos of what it looked like before?” she asked, carefully placing the fragments back in the bag.
“Yes, I’ll send them to you,” I replied promptly.
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