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Sophie nodded politely, her small hands carefully holding the delicate teacup. Olivia noticed she was wearing the rose gold designer hair clip with pink crystals that she had given Grace during their previous meeting.
Soon, Olivia returned leading Grace down the staircase. Grace immediately hid behind her older sister upon seeing the stranger, her wolf instincts making her cautious.
“Grace, this is Sophie,” Olivia said gently, placing a reassuring hand on her sister’s shoulder. “Sophie, meet my sister Grace.”
Sophie stood up with a bright smile, her enthusiasm genuine and infectious. “Hello, Grace! I’m so happy to meet you.”
She presented a carefully wrapped gift that she held in both hands. “My mother and I chose this for you. It’s colored pencils and a sketchbook for drawing.”
Grace looked up at Olivia with her large amber eyes, seeking approval. Olivia nodded encouragingly, her expression warm and supportive.
“Thank you, Sophie,” Grace said softly, accepting the gift with both hands. “That’s very thoughtful of you Sophie’s face lit up with delight. “Would you like to play in your room? We could draw together, or play with dolls, or whatever you’d like to do
For the first time in weeks, Grace’s face showed genuine happiness. The cautious fear in her eyes began to fade, replaced by curiosity and excitement.
“I’d like that,” Grace sald, her voice growing stronger. “I have lots of toys upstairs.
The two children walked toward the staircase hand in hand, creating a heartwarming scene that made
Olivia’s heart swell with relief.
“It seems that they get along very well,” Adrian smiled, his gold-rimmed glasses catching the light as he watched the children disappear upstairs.
Olivia observed the backs of the two lovely children with satisfaction. “Yes, I didn’t expect them to bond so quickly. Your suggestion was very thoughtful.”
Adrian felt a warmth in his chest at her praise, though he kept his expression professionally pleasant. Any excuse to spend time helping Olivia was worthwhile, especially knowing how much Grace needed this normalcy.
Olivia settled gracefully on the plush sofa, gesturing to the seat beside her. “Adrian, please have some tea, don’t be polite.”
She turned to Agnes Turner who was tidying the room. “Agnes, please send some fruits and snacks to Grace and Sophie upstairs.”
“Of course, Miss Olivia,” the elderly housekeeper replied with a warm smile before bustling away.
Adrian took the initiative to shift their conversation to work matters. “Olivia, has court date for the Hengyang territory dispute case been confirmed?”
“Yes, the fifteenth of next month,” Olivia replied, her professional focus immediately engaging.
“How is the preparation going?” Adrian asked, leaning forward with genuine interest.
“Almost complete, there are still some minor issues in certain areas,” Olivia explained. “Since you’re here today, let’s discuss them.”
“My pleasure,” Adrian said with a genuine smile, pleased to have found the perfect opportunity for extended conversation.
Once Olivia started discussing legal strategy, she became completely absorbed in the work. Adrian had found exactly the right topic to engage her full attention.
The two werewolf attorneys spent the entire afternoon discussing case law, territorial disputes, and pack legal precedents. Their conversation flowed naturally from one complex legal issue to another.
The sun was setting when Agnes appeared in the doorway. “Miss Olivia, I’ve prepared dinner. Since Mr. Richard and Mrs. Natalie are attending the pack alliance dinner, I made enough for your guests.”
Grace pulled Sophie downstairs excitedly, their faces glowing with happiness. “Sophie, you can have dinner at my house tonight, let’s sit together!”
“Sister Grace, I have to ask my mother first,” Sophie said politely. “She’s still waiting for me to have dinner at home.”
Adrian suddenly interjected with perfect timing. “Your mother just called while you were playing. She said if you want to stay here for dinner, you can eat and then go home.”
“Really?” Sophie’s grape-like eyes lit up with delight. “Then I want to stay here and have dinner with Grace! Grace cheered joyfully, clapping her hands together. “Yes!”
At the dinner table in the elegant dining room, the two children sat together chattering happily Adrian sal across from them, next to Olivia, acutely aware of her warm presence.
“I’m really sorry, Olivia,” Adrian said with a smile, though inwardly he was thrilled. “When we started discussing the case, I completely lost track of time, and now I’m imposing on your family’s hospitality.”
Only he knew that while he was apologizing, his heart was racing with satisfaction. This was exactly what he had hoped would happen.
Olivia smiled warmly, her amber eyes reflecting genuine gratitude. “Why are you being so formal? It’s just a meal. Today I should be thanking you-I haven’t seen Grace this happy and carefree in a long time.”
“I’m also very pleased to see the two children having such fun together,” Adrian replied.
Agnes finished serving the last dish of roasted venison with moonlight herbs. Adrian gave a subtle look to Sophie sitting across from him.
The little girl looked at Olivia with curved eyebrows. “Sister Olivia, can I take a photo with Sister Grace?”
“Of course, sweetheart,” Olivia replied warmly.
Sophie looked at Adrian expectantly. “Adrian, please take a photo for us?”
“Certainly,” Adrian said, taking out his phone and capturing several pictures of Sophie and Grace together, their faces glowing with happiness.
“This meal looks so delicious, I should take a picture too,” Adrian added casually. He photographed the elaborate spread of food, making sure Olivia’s elegant profile was “accidentally” captured in the frame.
Adrian felt deeply satisfied as he put away his phone, a slight smile playing on his lips. The evening had exceeded his expectations in every way.
After dinner, he drove Sophie home through the moonlit streets of Riverdale. The little girl chattered excitedly about her new friend during the entire journey.
“Sophie, did you have fun today?” Adrian asked as they pulled into her driveway.
“Yes! I really like Sister Grace,” Sophie replied enthusiastically. “She’s so nice and we played so many games together.”
“Sophie, you were wonderful today,” Adrian said with satisfaction. “The limited edition doll I promised to buy for you will be delivered to your home tomorrow.”
He was referring to the photo request that Sophie had made-something they had planned in advance. He had asked Sophie to find a natural moment to request photos, with the reward being a coveted collectible doll.
Little Sophie had happily agreed when she heard she could get the doll she’d been wanting for months. That night, Adrian posted on Howlr, the werewolf social media platform. The caption read: “Sophie has found a wonderful new friend, and I enjoyed a delightful dinner.”
The first picture showed Sophie and Grace together, their faces bright with joy. The second was the one that ” accidentally” captured Olivia’s profile while photographing the dinner table.
When Olivia saw the post, she liked it without hesitation. Soon, this Howlr post, along with Olivia’s like, was screenshotted by Gabriel Andrews.
He sent it to Connor Rivers via text message with a simple question: “What’s the situation with this?”
(Connor’s POV)
I emerged from the bathroom at Shadow Den, water droplets still clinging to my dark hair. My phone buzzed on the marble countertop with an incoming message from Gabriel Andrews.
The screenshot made my blood run cold. Adrian Sinclair’s Howlr post showed him dining at the Winters
Family Estate with Olivia and Grace. The second photo captured Olivia’s elegant profile as she sat at the dinner table.
My wolf snarled with territorial fury. That calculating lawyer had maneuvered his way into spending an entire evening with my mate under the pretense of arranging a playdate for the children.
The timestamp showed they had dinner together last night. While I was handling pack business, Adrian was sitting beside Olivia in her family home, playing the role of the perfect gentleman suitor.
My ice-blue eyes darkened as I studied every detail of the photos. The intimate domestic setting. Olivia’s relaxed smile. The way Adrian positioned himself next to her at the dinner table.
I dialed Dr. Victoria Sterling’s number immediately. The werewolf psychologist answered on the second ring.
“Alpha Connor, how can I help you?”
