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After a while, Olivia suddenly said, “Wait, isn’t this the way back to Moonstone Legal Partners?”
I opened my lips slightly and said, “Well, let’s go to Rivers Pack Holdings first.”
Olivia thought it was to discuss work matters at my company headquarters, so she didn’t say anything. I felt a small victory at her acceptance.
At Rivers Pack Holdings headquarters building, in the underground parking lot, I turned my head and said to
Emma: “You wait here, I’ll take Olivia up.”
Emma didn’t speak, turning to look at Olivia, her eyes questioning.
“Emma, you wait here for me, I’ll be right back,” Olivia said.
Only then did Emma say “okay.”
I directly took Olivia to the Alpha’s private elevator and pressed the top floor, the twenty-eighth floor. In the elevator, there were only Olivia and me.
In the small, enclosed space, it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. I stood beside Olivia, and we were very close.
Olivia could smell my faint woody cologne, which was as light and cold as I was myself. The distance was too close. So close that our clothes were almost touching.
Olivia quietly took a step to the side, distancing herself from me. I lowered my eyes, her small movements not escaping my heightened werewolf senses.
I raised my eyebrows and whispered in Olivia’s ear, “Afraid I’ll bite you?”
My voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of playful teasing. Olivia’s earlobes turned a little red, and she pursed her lips and didn’t speak.
A smile spread across my lips, and I was in a very good mood.
The elevator went straight to the top floor, the Alpha’s Executive Suite. Olivia followed me out of the elevator.
The entire twenty-eighth floor was my office. The first thing that caught her eye was a cold tone intertwined with silver-gray and ink-black, like the frost and snow before dawn in winter, quietly spreading in every corner.
The walls used matte-textured dark marble, and several carefully selected modern artworks hung on the walls, decorating the room with simple lines and cold colors, perfectly blending with the atmosphere of the entire space.
The extremely minimalist decoration style revealed a sense of coldness everywhere, consistent with my temperament. There was a silver-gray screen in the middle of the office, dividing the room into two.
Outside was the sofa, coffee table, and reception area. Inside was the work area. The sofas and coffee tables were all ink-colored, consistent with the overall color scheme of the room.
Olivia glanced around the office and said, “I’ll wait for you over by the sofa?”
“Come with me,” I said, my voice low and commanding.
Olivia followed me inside. Crossing the screen, Olivia saw another door in the corner. I walked over and opened the door.
The room was very large, estimated to be close to one hundred square meters, and the overall furnishings looked no different from a typical Alpha’s private quarters. There was a large bed, and a super-large screen wall-mounted TV hung opposite the bed.
There were wardrobes, dressing mirrors, sofas, and dining tables, and even a separate bathroom and shower. The decoration style was similar to the outside, with silver-gray and ink-black as the main cold tones.
“This is my private suite, you can look at the case materials here. The materials are on the desk outside, I’ll go get them for you,” I said.
Olivia nodded, “Okay.”
She walked to the sofa and sat down. I moved two cardboard boxes and placed them on the table in front of her.
“The Pack Alliance Documents Requiring Connor’s Signature for both cases are all here,” I explained.
Olivia looked at the two cardboard boxes in front of her, raised her wrist and glanced at the time, seven o’clock in the evening.
Olivia frowned slightly, “So much, it seems like I won’t be able to finish it today, it’s already seven o’clock. I’l look at it tomorrow.”
“Then should I have someone send these materials to Moonstone Legal Partners tomorrow morning?” I asked.
Olivia nodded, “Okay, I’ll go back first.”
“Wait a minute,” I said quickly. “Olivia, don’t go yet, I have something to give you.”
Olivia raised her eyes to look at me, “What is it?”
(Olivia’s POV)
Connor Rivers brought over three more paper boxes and placed them on the table in front of me. I looked stunned at the additional containers.
“There are so many more? Aren’t there only two cases? This is already five boxes of materials.”
Connor smiled, his ice-blue eyes twinkling with mischief. “The three boxes aren’t filled with case materials.
Open them and see.”
I felt suspicious but reached out and opened the first box. Inside, I found a high-end luxury brand logo staring back at me.
My fingers traced the elegant embossing as confusion filled my mind. This definitely wasn’t legal documentation.
I opened the box completely and found a Platinum White Crocodile Leather Handbag inside. The exquisite craftsmanship and pristine white leather practically glowed under the office lighting.
I immediately looked at Connor with questioning amber eyes. “What is this?”
Connor smiled warmly. “It’s a gift for you. Today is Full Moon Festival, and I want you to have what other mated couples have.”
His voice carried the gentle authority of an Alpha trying to court his intended mate. The sincerity in his tone made my heart skip unexpectedly.
“Connor, we’re not a mated pair. You don’t need to give me gifts.”
Connor put his hands in his pockets, his posture relaxed but determined. “I need to give gifts to court females. I don’t want to get anything for free.”
His wolf was clearly pushing him to pursue me properly. The traditional courting behavior felt both touching and overwhelming.
I sighed and looked at him seriously. “Connor, we can’t go back to the past. So many things have happened between us. We’ve gone too far, and we can’t go back.”
“I haven’t gone too far,” Connor said firmly. “I’ve been waiting for you to turn back.”
Connor stepped closer to me and leaned down, supporting himself with his hands on either side of me on the sofa. His Alpha presence enveloped me completely.
He stared at me with intense ice-blue eyes. “Reconcile with me, Olivia.”
I avoided his penetrating gaze, my heart racing from his proximity. “What are you doing? You already have Miranda Blackwood.”
“Miranda is just an outsider, a business partner,” Connor said dismissively. “Reconcile with me.
My heart beat faster as his familiar cedar scent surrounded me. My thoughts began to wander as his warmth made my wolf restless beneath my skin. on
The intensity of his stare and the closeness of his body created an almost magnetic pull. I could feel my resolve weakening under his determined pursuit.
At that moment, my phone rang, pulling me back to reality like a cold splash of water. The caller ID showed
Richard Winters.
