Chapter 165: The Alpha’s Business Proposition
Chapter 165: The Alpha’s Business Proposition
(Olivia’s POV)
“Okay, of course,” I replied with a professional smile, my amber eyes maintaining their composure despite the unexpected visit from my former lover. “There’s no reason not to make money.”
I settled into the single chair next to Connor Rivers at the polished conference table. Daniel Foster had prepared herbal tea before quietly withdrawing and closing the door behind him.
My lips curved slightly as I lifted the delicate porcelain cup, taking a measured sip while studying Connor’s ice–blue eyes. “How does Alpha Connor want to cooperate?”
Connor reached into his leather briefcase and withdrew two comprehensive file portfolios. His movements were deliberate and professional.
“These are the cases currently requiring legal representation,” he stated, sliding the Rivers Pack Legal Case Portfolio across the mahogany table toward me.
My honey–brown hair caught the afternoon light as I accepted the documents. I couldn’t help but feel skeptical about his sudden appearance.
“Does the Alpha of such a powerful pack and CEO of extensive business holdings personally manage even minor litigation matters?” I asked sarcastically.
Connor’s lips curved into an amused smile. “Collaborating with Attorney Winters is hardly a minor matter,” he replied smoothly, his tone carrying both professional respect and underlying warmth.
I chose to ignore his pointed remark, my expression remaining carefully neutral as I opened the file portfolios to review their contents.
As I examined the documentation, I noted that the Rivers Pack’s extensive holdings in high–tech enterprises, luxury hospitality, and fashion industries likely involved contracts worth millions of dollars.
What impressed me most was how meticulously prepared the evidence appeared for each case. Everything was clearly organized, thoroughly documented, and strategically compiled to minimize litigation risks.
After completing my review of the materials, I looked up with an ambiguous smile playing at my lips. “Thank you, Alpha Connor,” I said with deliberate formality, my tone professional yet carrying an undercurrent of something more complex.
Connor’s ice–blue eyes held a subtle warmth as he responded with equal politeness. His wolf stirred restlessly at my continued use of his formal title.
“The pleasure is mine, Attorney Winters,” he replied, matching my professional tone while his gaze lingered on my face, searching for any c***k in my composed facade.
“I’ll have my assistant print the representation agreement,” Linformed Connor, rising gracefully from my chair. “Please wait just a moment.”
As I stepped out of the conference room into the main office area, I discovered the entire Moonstone Legal Partners staff gathered around the central table. Animated conversations filled the air.
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Emma Thompson looked up with bright eyes and explained that Adrian Sinclair was treating the entire few firm to premium coffee service. He had been remarkably generous with his gesture.
I laughed softly, a genuine smile breaking through my professional mask. “Looks like I chose the right business partner,” I commented.
Jade Mitchell leaned closer and whispered conspiratorially that she had caught a glimpse of Connor Rivers in the conference room. She asked tentatively, “Is he here to… be with you?”
When I confirmed Connor’s presence, Jade’s curiosity intensified as she inquired whether the powerful Alpha was attempting to reconcile our relationship.
I quickly dismissed the notion, maintaining my professional stance. “He’s here strictly for business,” I stated firmly.
However, Jade responded with a knowing smile that suggested she understood far more about the situation than I was willing to acknowledge.
Feigning mild irritation at my assistant’s perceptiveness, I waved my hand dismissively. “Just enjoy your coffee,” I said, walking past Jade toward the printer.
After printing the Rivers Pack Legal Representation Agreement and returning to the conference room, I noticed a steaming cup of premium coffee positioned in front of Connor’s seat. Apparently a thoughtful gift from Adrian.
Connor, observing my glance at the coffee service, remarked casually, “A young woman from your firm brought this, courtesy of Attorney Sinclair. It seems I’ve been included in his generous gesture.”
His tone carried a hint of amusement as he added, “Your business partner certainly knows how to make a good impression.”
I responded with studied indifference, “If the coffee doesn’t suit your taste, you should leave it for someone who would appreciate it. No point in letting it go to waste.”
Connor’s smile deepened, though he remained silent. His ice–blue eyes held secrets I couldn’t quite decipher. I handed him the neatly organized stack of legal documents. Connor accepted the contract and immediately placed a call to his legal representative.
“Please come up to the conference room,” he requested.
Within five minutes, Marcus Hartwell arrived. He was a middle–aged beta werewolf impeccably dressed in a tailored business suit, wire–rimmed glasses reflecting his years of experience in supernatural law.
After I offered a polite greeting, Marcus settled into his chair and began signing the contracts with practiced efficiency. His pen moved across the pages without hesitation as he barely glanced at the terms.
“Don’t you want to review the terms/before signing?” I inquired, my legal training compelling me to ensure proper due diligence.
Marcus looked up with a deferential expression and replied, “If Alpha Connor has reviewed them, there’s no need for additional scrutiny.”
When I pointed out that Connor hadn’t actually reviewed the documents either, Marcus froze mid–signatu and turned to look at his Alpha with uncertainty.
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Connor waved dismissively, his tone relaxed and confident. “Since it’s our own law firm handling in there’s no need for excessive formality.
I found myself momentarily speechless at his casual approach to legal contracts, Marcus’s expression Immediately relaxed, and he nodded with obvious relief and continued signing with renewed confidence
After completing the signing and official stamping process, Marcus automatically moved to hand the finalized contracts to Connor for his review and approval.
However, Connor redirected him with a subtle gesture. “Give them to Attorney Winters,” he instructed, his eyes never leaving my face.
Connor then lifted the premium coffee service that Adrian had provided and offered it to Marcus with a gracious smile. “Thank you for your diligent work, Marcus. Please, enjoy this refreshment.”
Marcus appeared genuinely flattered by the unexpected gesture, expressing his gratitude repeatedly with
obvious pleasure.
Connor, seeming to be in particularly good spirits, responded warmly, “You’re very welcome.”
I observed this exchange with growing incredulity, thinking to myself that Connor had remarkable skill at being generous with other people’s offerings.
I carefully reviewed the finalized contracts, confirming that all terms, signatures, and legal requirements were properly completed and in order.
As the meeting concluded and we prepared to leave the conference room, I gestured toward Marcus, indicating he should take the Legal Document Portfolio containing the signed agreements.
However, Connor smoothly intercepted the portfolio before Marcus could reach for it, securing it firmly in his own hands.
With a warm smile that seemed to hold deeper meaning, Connor extended his hand toward me. “Happy cooperation, Attorney Winters,” he said, his voice carrying both professional satisfaction and personal warmth.
I responded with careful composure, though my amber eyes betrayed a flicker of something more complex. Happy cooperation, Alpha Connor.”
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