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I gestured “hush” to Connor, who looked at me with interest. His wolf ears practically perked up with curiosity at the interruption.
“Hello, Father,” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady.
“Olivia, why haven’t you arrived home yet?” Richard’s concerned voice came through clearly.
“I’m discussing a case with a client. I’m heading home for dinner now,” I replied, grateful for the excuse.
“Be careful on your way home,” Richard said with paternal worry.
“I will. See you soon.” I hung up the phone, feeling relieved by the timely interruption.
Connor mocked lightly, “You’re so old, yet your pack Alpha father still manages you so strictly.”
I ignored his teasing joke and stood up from the sofa. “I’m leaving. Have Frank Langley send the materials to Moonstone Legal Partners tomorrow.”
Connor was silent for a while and didn’t reply. His expression had shifted to something unreadable.
I gathered my things and left his private suite. Connor watched me leave without another word.
The next morning, I went to Moonstone Legal Partners to work. As soon as I entered the office, I saw five conspicuous cardboard boxes placed on the ground.
Two large cardboard boxes contained the Rivers Pack Legal Case Portfolio I had seen in Connor’s private suite. The other Three Designer Leather Handbag Collection also looked familiar.
They were the Full Moon Festival gifts he had given me yesterday. My assistant must have accepted the delivery this morning.
I frowned slightly and called Connor. He answered quickly, his voice alert.
“What’s wrong, Olivia?”
“You should take the gifts back. I really don’t need them,” I said firmly.
Connor’s voice turned cold. “I never take back gifts that I’ve given away. If you don’t like them, you can throw them away.”
His Alpha pride was clearly wounded by my rejection. The hurt in his tone made me feel unexpectedly guilty.
“I’ll have Zachary send them back to you,” I insisted.
“If you send them back, I won’t be able to use them either. I’ll only throw them away,” Connor replied stubbornly.
I wanted to suggest he could give one to Miranda Blackwood and one to Layla Lawrence. He could give the remaining one to whoever he wanted.
However, I felt that would sound too acidic and would make me seem like I cared too much. I held back those words.
“Don’t give me any more gifts in the future. Don’t waste money like that,” I said instead.
“Giving you gifts can’t be called a waste,” he replied softly.
“I don’t want them,” I said dryly.
“Okay,” Connor said after a pause. “Then just tell me directly what you want.”
I sighed in frustration. “Connor, stop pretending. You know what I mean. I don’t want anything.”
There was silence on the other end of the line. The quiet stretched uncomfortably between us.
“That’s it, bye-bye,” I said and hung up the phone.
In the end, I still didn’t send the Three Designer Leather Handbag Collection back. Each bag was worth more than a million dollars.
It would be a waste if Connor threw them all away. I put the bags away and casually placed them in Moonstone Legal Partners’ storage cabinet.
“Don’t give me any more gifts in the future. Don’t waste money like that,” I said instead.
“Giving you gifts can’t be called a waste,” he replied softly.
“I don’t want them,” I said dryly.
“Okay,” Connor said after a pause. “Then just tell me directly what you want.”
I sighed in frustration. “Connor, stop pretending. You know what I mean. I don’t want anything.”
There was silence on the other end of the line. The quiet stretched uncomfortably between us.
“That’s it, bye-bye,” I said and hung up the phone.
In the end, I still didn’t send the Three Designer Leather Handbag Collection back. Each bag was worth more than a million dollars.
It would be a waste if Connor threw them all away. I put the bags away and casually placed them in Moonstone Legal Partners’ storage cabinet.
(Olivia’s POV)
That day, I didn’t see Connor Rivers for almost two weeks. Once, when Miranda Blackwood came to Moonstone Legal Partners to discuss a case with me, I learned from her that Connor had gone abroad to handle matters for a foreign branch of Rivers Pack Holdings.
“He left quite suddenly,” Miranda mentioned casually while reviewing contract documents. “Something urgent came up with the European operations.”
I nodded, focusing on the legal papers spread across my desk. The information shouldn’t have affected me, but I found myself wondering about the nature of his business trip.
During those two weeks, I immersed myself completely in work, becoming extremely busy. Several cases from Rivers Pack Holdings had already been filed in court, with hearing dates scheduled a month later.
The mate bond dissolution case between Malcolm Blackwood and Margaret Grey had a nearer date, set for the following Thursday. The complexity of supernatural law made these cases particularly challenging.
One day after work, I went to Moonfire Grill near Moonlaw Legal Services for dinner with Rebecca Frost, Jade Mitchell, and Emma Thompson. With all the dishes laid out, we began chatting while enjoying our meal.
Jade’s lease near her previous law firm was about to expire, and she had been looking for a new place. Emma, who also wanted a larger apartment, suggested enthusiastically, “Why don’t you move in with me? I’ve been thinking about moving to a two-bedroom apartment.”
Jade hesitated, her expression becoming uncomfortable. She fidgeted with her chopsticks, avoiding Emma’s eager gaze.
“What’s wrong?” Emma eyed Jade suspiciously. “Don’t want to live with me?”
Jade took a sip of her drink, her face flushing slightly. “It’s not that, Sister Emma, it’s not that I don’t want to live with you, it’s just that… I… I…”.
“You what?” Emma teased, leaning forward with curiosity.
A deep blush crept onto Jade’s face. “I’m planning to move in with my boyfriend.”
Emma was stunned, the freshly cooked meat slipping from her chopsticks back into the hot pot. “What? Move in with your boyfriend?”
I also looked at Jade in shock. “You and David Thompson are together?”
Jade blushed deeper and hummed an affirmative sound, unable to meet our eyes directly.
“How long have you been together?” I asked gently.
Jade pursed her lips nervously. “Almost three months.”
Emma frowned, her expression turning serious. “Jade, it’s only been three months, don’t rush into moving in together. Get to know each other better first.”
