Chapter 155<b>: </b>Shadows <b>of </b>Betrayal
Chapter <b>155</b><b>: </b>Shadows of Betrayal
(Olivia’s POV)
Emma Thompson sessfully passed the interview at Moonstone Legal Partners and <b>officially </b>joined the firm as a sriedwyer today. Her bright smile lit up the office as she signed her employment <b>contract</b>. <b>“</b>Thank you so much for this opportunity, Attorney Winters,” Emma said, her voice filled with genuine gratitude. “I promise I won’t let you down.”
I smiled warmly at the young beta werewolf. “I haveplete faith in your abilities, Emma. Your dedication during your internship spoke volumes.”
Coincidentally, Jade Mitchell also resigned from Moow Legal Services and came to myw firm today<b>. </b><b>I </b>arranged for Jade to be Emma’s assistant, thinking their simr personalities would mesh well.
“Jade, meet Emma Thompson, our newest attorney,” I introduced them. “Emma, this is Jade Mitchell, who’ll be your assistant.”
The two young beta werewolve
immediately hit <b>it </b>off. Both were cheerful and outgoing, and <b>I </b>could <b>already </b>
see they would work well together.
“I’m so excited to work with you,” Jade said enthusiastically. “I’ve heard wonderful things about your <b>legal </b>
research skills.”
Emma blushed slightly. “Thank you. I’m looking forward to learning from everyone here.”
Following Adrian Sinir’s advice from yesterday, <b>I </bpiled the evidence and drafted the indictment for <b>the </b>Moonstone Industries case. The trademark infringement was clear–<b>cut</b>, and our client had a strong case<b>. </b>
As I prepared to leave work, my phone rang. Marcus Thompson’s name appeared on the screen.
“Attorney Winters, I have updates on the Ethan Grey and Vanessa Reed investigation,” Marcus said. “Can we
meet tonight?”
“Of course. Silverleaf Café at 6:30 PM?” I suggested.
“Perfect. I’ll see you there.”
Before I could leave, Adrian entered my office. His gold–rimmed sses caught the afternoon light as he approached my desk.
“Olivia, I wanted to apologize again for my aunt Linda’s behavior yesterday,” he said, looking genuinely embarrassed. “Let me take you to dinner as an apology.”
I waved my hand dismissively. “Adrian, there’s really no need. Your aunt was charming, actually.”
Instead of dwelling on the topic, I handed him two thick case files. “I have something better for you <b>– </b><b>two </b>new trademark infringement cases. They’re right in your area of expertise.”
Adrian’s eyes lit up as he examined the files. “So quickly there are new cases. As expected, Attorney Winters keeps her word. Following you, I won’t be drinking the northwest wind.”
Iughed at his expression. “Attorney Sinir, is your pursuit just not drinking the northwest wind so low?”
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<b>Adrian </b>took <b>the </b>case files, <b>smiling </b>genuinely<b>, </b>“<b>Thank </b><b>you</b>. <b>These </b>look like substantialm
<b>“</b><b>The </b><b>clients </b>are <b>willing </b><b>to </b><b>pay </b>premium rates for quality <b>representation</b><b>, </b>I exined, I thought yourd <b>appreciate </b>the challenge.”
<b>After </b>work<b>, </b>I arrived <b>at </b>Silverleaf Café and spotted Marcus <b>at </b>a corner table. The private <b>investigator </b>looked as professional as always, wearing a dark suit and maintaining His alert demeanor.
“Attorney Winters<b>,” </b>he greeted me, standing as I approached.
<b>“</b>Marcus, thank you for meeting on such short notice.”
He handed me a paper bag filled with photographs. “These are surveince photos of <b>Ethan </b>Grey <b>and </b>Vanessa Reed together over the past week.”
As I examined the photos, my amber eyes narrowed. The images clearly showed Ethan <b>and </b>Vanessa <b>in </b>intimate conversation at various locations around Harbor City.
<b>I </b>curled my lips coldly. “As expected.”
“There’s more,” Marcus said, pulling out his phone. “I managed to record their conversationst night <b>at </b><b>a </b>vi on the outskirts of the city.”
He sent the audio file to my phone. I put in my earphones and listened carefully.
Ethan’s voice came through clearly, filled with anger. “You want to use me to eliminate Olivia? You know that Frederick Warner threatened to kill her if I contacted the pack authorities, and you still told me to alert them!<b>” </b>My blood ran cold at the mention of Frederick Warner’s name.
Vanessa’s voice responded with chilling satisfaction. “So what? I wish Olivia Winters would die!”
“Vanessa!” Ethan roared. “You only said you wanted to break up Olivia and Connor<b>, </b>not that you intended <b>to </b>murder her!”
“That was before,” Vanessa’s voice turned vicious. “Now I just want her dead. Only if she dies will Connor finally notice me and see that I’m the one who truly loves him.”
“You’ve lost your mind!” Ethan dered.
Vanessaughed maniacally. “What if? I just want her to die. Only if she dies will my brother have me in his
eyes.”
-Then Vanessa’s tone became threatening. “Don’t forget who’s backing me now. For Frederick, I’m far more
valuable than you could ever be.”
I frowned, surprised by Vanessa’s direct connection to Frederick Warner. This was more serious than I had anticipated.
“Thank you, Marcus,” I said, removing my earphones. “I will remit the money to your ount as agreed.” Marcus nodded. “Be careful, Attorney Winters. These people are more dangerous than they appear.”
(Connor’s POV)
At the same time, at Shadow Den, Dominic Reeves entered my office with a grim expression. His usuallyposed demeanor showed signs of strain.
“Alpha Connor, <b>I </b>have the results of our investigation into Vanessa Reed,<b>” </b>he reported.
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I looked up from my paperwork. “What did you find?”
“She has close ties with Ethan Grey. Our surveince confirms they’ve been meeting regrly for weeks, Dominic said. “Furthermore, Ethan reported Olivia’s k********g at Vanessa’s instigation.”
My jaw tightened. “Continue.”
“Ethan’spany recently received a substantial investment from an overseas firm. We traced it back – it’s linked to Frederick Warner.”
My expression turned icy upon hearing Frederick Warner’s name. The pieces were falling into ce, and I realized my oversight.
“I should have seen this connection sooner,” I said, my voice cold with self–recrimination. “Ethan has be one of Frederick’s pawns.”
Dominic hesitated before pulling out his phone. “There’s more, Alpha Connor. We have a recording of Vanessa fromst night.”
He handed me the device. “You should listen to this yourself.”
I frowned and opened the recording.
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