<b>Chapter </b><b>163</b>: <b>Hidden Bonds </b>and Family <b>Reconciliation</b><b>–</b><b>2 </b>
His tone changed to something deadly serious. “But you have to be mentally <b>prepared</b>, this is bad news <b>for </b>you.”
I remained silent, my ice–blue eyes darkening with barely controlled emotion. My wolf was <b>demanding </b>action. demanding answers.
Miles no longerughed, his voice carrying weight. “I had dinner with a client in a restaurant <b>tonight</b><b>. </b>As soon
as I walked out of the private room, I saw your Olivia and Adrian Sinir corning out of another <b>private </b><b>room </b>
together.”
My jaw clenched as territorial instincts surged through me like wildfire. The thought of another male near <b>my </b>
mate made my wolf snarl with possessive fury.
“They were with Adrian’s family,” Miles continued relentlessly. “His grandparents, his aunt Emma, her husband, and their daughter. It looked like a family meeting.”
The implications hit me like a physical blow. Meeting the family meant serious intentions, potential mating
discussions.
“Connor, are you still there?” Miles asked when I didn’t respond.
“I’m here,” I growled, my voice rough with barely contained emotion.
(Olivia’s POV)
As I arrived at the Winters Family Estate, the familiar sight of the grand mansion brought <b>a </b>sense of peace. The white stone gleamed under the evening lights.
I found Richard Winters waiting for me in the main hall. His white hair gleamed <b>in </b>themplight<b>, </b>and guilt was evident in his amber eyes.
“Livvy, I’m sorry about what happened when you were taken,” he said quietly.
His voice carried the weight of a father’s regret. The k<b>********</b><b>g </b>incident in ckmoor Territory had shaken him more than he’d initially shown.
“Grace is already asleep,” he continued, gesturing toward the stairs. “But I wanted to speak with you.”
Richard then offered something unexpected. “I want to transfer some shares of Silverridge Holdings to you. It’s your rightful ce in the family business.”
I epted his offer, recognizing it as both an apology and a gesture of trust. The shares represented more than money – they were acknowledgment of my ce in the family.
“What about thew firm recently? Is it going well?” Richard asked, settling into his favorite armchair. The father and daughter conversation felt natural for the first time in years. After experiencing <b>so </b>many traumatic events, we no longer had the tension and conflict that once defined our rtionship.
“It’s very good,” I replied with genuine warmth, taking the seat across from him.
Richard looked pleased, his expression kind as he studied my face. “Livvy has grown up.”
His voice carried the pride of an Alpha father watching his daughtere into her <b>own </b><b>strength</b>. <b>The </b>
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<b>approval </b>in his eyes meant more than I’d expected.
<b>“</b><b>Do </b><b>you </b>still reject joining the family business<b>?</b><b>” </b>Richard asked <b>carefully</b>. <b>“</b><b>The </b><b>shares </b><b>I’m </b>offering are bot inheritance and recognition of your capabilities<b>.</b>”
I considered his words, feeling the shift in our rtionship. “I didn’t understand before<b>, </b><b>but </b>now I just want our family to be harmonious.”
I looked up at my father with amber eyes that reflected years of pain finally healing. The <b>anger </b>and resentment that had driven us apart seemed insignificant now.
Richard’s eyes actually filled with tears, and he murmured softly, “Our family is harmonious<b>.</b><b>” </b>
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