<b>Chapter </b><b>166</b><b>: </b>The <b>Value </b><b>of </b><b>the </b><b>Contract </b>


    Chapter 166: The Value of the Contract


    (Olivia’s POV)


    Less than half an hour after Connor Rivers left Moonstone Legal Partners, our business ount received a


    notification that made my phone buzz insistently. I nced at the screen, expecting a routine message.


    Instead, I saw a wire transfer confirmation that made my breath catch.


    Sarah Liu, our young beta werewolf ountant, burst through my office door without knocking. Her usuallyposed demeanor hadpletely shattered.


    “Miss Winters!” she gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief. “The firm’s ount just received eighty million


    dors from Rivers Pack Holdings!”


    I set down my pen and looked at her calmly, though my heart was racing. “That’s the initial legal fee from our representation agreement with Alpha Connor’s enterprises.”


    Sarah’s mouth fell open. “Initial fee? You mean there’s more?”


    “Additional payments will follow upon sessful conclusion of the cases,” I confirmed with a gentle smile.


    Sarah stared at me with pure amazement. She couldn’t seem toprehend such a massive sum for legal


    services<b>. </b>


    “Miss Winters, this is incredible! I’ve never seen numbers like this in our ounts.”


    I leaned back in my chair, maintaining my professionalposure despite the excitement building in my chest. “Sarah, I’m nning a celebratory pack dinner on Friday evening. Make sure everyone knows they’re


    invited.”


    Her face lit up with excitement and gratitude. “Thank you so much! Working at Moonstone Legal Partners is


    like a dreame true.”


    After Sarah’s departure, Adrian Sinir appeared in my doorway. His gold–rimmed sses caught the afternoon light as he stepped inside.


    “I heard some exciting news about our new business arrangement with Rivers Pack Holdings,” he said, settling into the chair across from my desk.


    “Yes, we’ve secured the partnership,” I confirmed. “I’ll be assigning several high–value cases to your legal


    team.”


    Adrian’s eyebrows rose with interest. “May I ask about the total payment value?”


    I held up two fingers without speaking.


    “Two million?” Adrian guessed.


    I shook my head, my amber eyes sparkling with satisfaction.


    “Twenty million<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    I shook my head again, my smile growing wider.


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    Adrian’s eyes widened as realization dawned. “Two hundred million dors<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    “Exactly.”


    Adrian leaned back in his chair, augh escaping his lips. “Well, I suppose we can finally rx after <b>this </b><b>deal </b>


    “Don’t get toofortable,” I warned, though my tone was warm. “Our shared ambition is to make Moonstone Legal Partners the premierw firm in Harbor City.”


    “Your dedication to that vision is truly inspiring, Olivia.”


    I spent the next hour carefully assigning the Rivers Pack cases to my legal team. Theplex corporate litigation and contract disputes required my most capablewyers.


    Each case involved millions of dors and intricate pack business rtionships that demanded exceptional legal expertise.


    I called a firm–wide meeting in our main conference room. The entire Moonstone Legal Partners staff gathered around the polished table.


    “I’m pleased to announce that we’ve secured one of the territory’s most prestigious clients,” I began. “Rivers Pack Holdings has entrusted us with their legal representation.”


    Excited murmurs filled the room as my team realized the significance of this partnership.


    “We’ll be having a celebration dinner on Friday evening,” I continued. “And upon sessful conclusion of these cases, everyone will receive substantial bonuses.”


    The announcement created an electric atmosphere of excitement and renewed dedication. My pack members understood that our firm had reached a new level of sess.


    Around four o’clock, delivery personnel began arriving at our office with an endless stream of packages. Emma Thompson, working at the reception desk, looked increasingly bewildered.


    “Miss Winters,” she called out, “we’re receiving multiple food deliveries, but I wasn’t aware of any afternoon refreshment arrangements.”


    I walked to the reception area and observed the constant stream of deliveries. Premium moonberry tea, artisanal cakes, exotic fruits, and gourmet meals from upscale restaurants filled our lobby.


    “This is strange,” Emma continued. “We just enjoyed Adrian’s generous coffee service yesterday. I don’t understand who ordered all this.<b>” </b>


    The festive atmosphere created by the deliveries confused our normally organized office routine. Staff members gathered around the packages with curious expressions.


    “I didn’t order any refreshments,” I confirmed, equally perplexed by the unexpected gesture.


    Emma’s brow furrowed with confusion. “Maybe Adrian or anotherwyer arranged this? Given our recent sess with the Rivers Pack contract<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    I pulled out my phone and posted a message in our firm’s group chat: “Did anyone order afternoon refreshments for the office?<b>” </b>


    Within minutes, responses flooded in from my entire legal team. Every single person denied any involvement in the mysterious orders.


    The situation became even more puzzling as we realized none of our staff had arranged these <b>generous </b>


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    deliveries.


    As I pondered the source of this unexpected gesture, a familiar presence shed through my mind. Connor’s


    distinctive scent still lingered in my memory from our earlier meeting.


    Could it be him?


    My phone rang, disying a number I had deleted from my contacts but still remembered by heart. After hesitating for a moment, my amber eyes conflicted, I answered.


    “Hello, Olivia,” Connor Rivers‘ deep voice came through, cheerful and slightly amused. “Have the afternoon


    refreshments been delivered yet?”


    “So it was you,” I said, not entirely surprised by the confirmation.


    “Since Attorney Sinir provided me with premium coffee during our meeting, I arranged afternoon refreshments for your entire firm,” Connor exined smoothly.


    His tone carried that familiar confidence that both irritated and attracted me. “I don’t like being indebted to


    anyone.”


    “You noticed we have many younger staff members at Moonstone Legal Partners,” he continued. “I asked Frank Langley to arrange premium selections from the territory’s finest establishments.”


    I felt a mix of gratitude and frustration at his thoughtfulness. “Connor, this wasn’t necessary.”


    “I ordered the refreshments for thew firm as a gesture of good business rtions,” he emphasized. “Not specifically for you.”


    His rification stung more than I expected. “We would have provided excellent legal representation regardless of such gestures.”


    “I simply want to ensure my legal team is well–cared for,” Connor responded. “And don’t attempt reimbursement.”


    The line went dead before I could respond, leaving me staring at my phone with mixed emotions.


    I returned to the reception area where Emma waited expectantly. “Everyone can enjoy the treats,” I announced. “They’repliments of our new client, Alpha Connor Rivers.”


    The staff erupted in joy and appreciation. Voices filled the air with praise for “Alpha Connor” and “Attorney Winters” for bringing such prestigious business to their firm.


    Jade Mitchell approached Emma with sparkling eyes. “Connor Rivers is remarkably handsome,” she whispered conspiratorially. “I hope Attorney Winters and Alpha Connor might reconcile their rtionship.” Meanwhile, Adrian Sinir stood outside the celebrating crowd. His deep eyes filled with unreadable emotions as he observed the pack’s enthusiasm for their Alpha client’s generous gesture.


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