Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 331

Chapter 253: After the Storm

(Third person’s POV)

Richard Winters had finally agreed to their relationship. At long last, Olivia Winters and Connor Rivers could be together openly without any family opposition.

One Friday afternoon, Connor came to pick up Olivia for dinner at Moonlaw Legal Services. The autumn sun cast golden light through the office windows as Olivia gathered her files.

“Ready to go?” Connor asked, his voice warm with affection.

Olivia smiled and nodded. “Just let me grab my coat.”

Emma Thompson looked up from her desk with a bright expression. “If you’re looking for a good restaurant, there’s this amazing Thai place near the law firm.”

Her eyes lit up with enthusiasm. “The food there is absolutely incredible. The pad thai is to die for, and their green curry is perfectly spiced.”

Connor raised an eyebrow with interest. “Thai food sounds perfect. What do you think, Liv?”

Olivia’s stomach rumbled softly. “I’m definitely in the mood for something flavorful. Let’s try it.”

Emma beamed with satisfaction. “You won’t regret it. It’s called Golden Lotus Thai Kitchen, just two blocks down from here.”

They headed to the restaurant, walking hand in hand through the bustling Harbor City streets. The evening air carried the scent of autumn leaves and distant cooking aromas.

The restaurant was packed with customers, the Friday night crowd creating a lively atmosphere. Warm yellow lights illuminated red tablecloths and traditional Thai decorations adorning the walls.

As they entered, a young waitress with a friendly smile greeted them. “Welcome! Table for two?”

Olivia confirmed with a nod. “Yes, please.”

The waitress gestured them forward, scanning the busy dining room. “I’m sorry, we don’t have any private rooms available tonight, but I have a lovely table by the window.”

She led them to a corner table with large windows overlooking the street. The sounds of conversation and clinking dishes filled the air around them.

As they were seated, Olivia glanced at Connor with a slightly apologetic expression. “It’s a bit noisy in here. Do you mind the atmosphere?”

Connor smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Not at all, Liv. I wouldn’t mind if you took me to a roadside food stall.”

Olivia chuckled, her mood lightening. “You said it. Next time we’re definitely hitting a roadside stall then.”

He leaned back in his chair with amusement. “Alright. I’ll hold you to that promise.”

Olivia started browsing the menu on her phone, scrolling through colorful photos of Thai dishes. The spicy aromas from nearby tables made her mouth water.

As she was deciding between different curry options, a familiar voice interrupted their peaceful moment. “Alpha Connor, is that really you!”

Olivia looked up and saw a woman in a crisp white shirt and black pencil skirt approaching their table. The woman’s smile seemed overly bright as she greeted Connor with obvious enthusiasm.

“Alpha Connor, what a coincidence! My colleagues and I are dining here as well.” The

woman’s voice carried a tone of forced casualness.

Connor merely nodded in acknowledgment, offering no further response. His expression remained politely neutral but distant.

Connor turned to Olivia with a formal tone. “Liv, this is Victoria Hartwell, the director of our company’s strategic planning department.”

Olivia nodded politely. “Hello, Ms. Hartwell.”

Then Connor introduced her to Victoria with unmistakable pride in his voice. “This is my mate, Olivia Winters.”

Victoria’s bright smile faltered noticeably. Her tone became subdued and slightly strained. “Oh, I see.”

Victoria scrutinized Olivia with calculating eyes, a flash of disdain flickering across her features. She thought that Olivia was just another pretty face, relying on her looks to bewitch Alpha Connor.

That evening, Olivia and her colleagues decided to go to Nightshade Bar to relax after the stressful week. The popular supernatural nightlife venue promised good drinks and entertainment.

As they walked through the bar’s corridors toward their reserved room, fate intervened unexpectedly. They ran into Ethan Grey in the most unlikely circumstances.

As Olivia and her colleagues passed a private room, the door opened suddenly. Ethan emerged dressed in a standard bar uniform, carrying a tray of drinks to serve a middle–aged woman inside.

It had been nearly two months since Olivia had last seen Ethan. He had finally stopped harassing her through their severed mate bond, giving her peace at last.

Their eyes met across the hallway, and Ethan’s face went completely pale. His hands trembled slightly as he gripped the drink tray.

Olivia showed no visible reaction to the encounter. She calmly looked away and walked past the room with her colleagues, as if she had seen nothing at all.

They had reserved a large suite with multiple entertainment areas. The space included a karaoke room, chess room, billiard room, and comfortable dining area for their group.

While Emma Thompson and Jade Mitchell enthusiastically sang popular songs in the karaoke room, Olivia felt uninterested in joining them. She sat comfortably on the plush sofa, eating fresh fruit and listening to her friends‘ cheerful voices.

Rebecca Frost settled beside her, absorbed in playing Candy Crush on her phone. The colorful game provided a relaxing distraction from the week’s stress.

In the adjacent chess room, Adrian Sinclair, Derek Sullivan, Rachel, and another new lawyer from their firm played an intense game of mahjong. The clicking of tiles and occasional exclamations filled the air.

During their game, Derek Sullivan leaned toward Adrian with a gossipy expression. “Did you get her yet?”

Derek remained unaware of Olivia and Connor’s recent reconciliation. His curiosity about Adrian’s pursuit of Olivia burned brightly in his eyes.

Rachel perked up her ears immediately, eager to hear the latest romantic gossip circulating through their legal circles.

Adrian continued studying his mahjong tiles without looking up. He pretended not to understand Derek’s obvious question. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, Adrian.” Derek raised his eyebrows with knowing amusement. “I’m asking if you finally got together with Lawyer Winters.”

Adrian remained focused on the game, his expression carefully neutral. “Why ask so much about other people’s business?”