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Whisper 241

    <b>Chapter </b>169<b>: </b>New <b>Friendship </b>


    Chapter 169: New Friendship


    (Third person’s POV)


    On Saturday morning, Olivia Winters returned to the Winters Family Estate with a specific purpose in mind. She needed to speak with Dr. Victoria Sterling about Grace’s recovery progress.


    The renowned werewolf psychologist had been working with Grace since her k<b>********</b>g ordeal. Her golden blonde hair caught the morning sunlight as she reviewed her notes in the estate’s study.


    “Dr. Sterling, how is Grace’s emotional state?” Olivia asked, settling into the leather chair across from the therapist.


    “She’s making steady progress,” Dr. Sterling replied, her blue eyes reflecting professional concern<b>. </b>“However<b>, </b><b>I </b>believe social interaction with peers would significantly elerate her healing process.”


    The doctor closed her notebook and leaned forward. “Having friends to y with would help Grace regain her sense of normalcy and security.”


    Olivia nodded thoughtfully. “What kind of social interaction would you rmend?<b>” </b>


    “Supervised ydates with children her own age,” Dr. Sterling exined. “The key is creating positive experiences that rebuild her confidence in trusting others.”


    After the consultation, Olivia climbed the grand staircase to Grace’s room. She found her half–sister sitting by the window, quietly reading a picture book.


    “Grace,” Olivia said softly, approaching with gentle steps. “How about I introduce you to a new friend to y with?<b>” </b>


    Grace looked up with thoserge amber eyes that mirrored Olivia’s own. Her expression showed cautious curiosity mixed with uncertainty.


    “Who is the new friend?” Grace asked shyly, her voice barely above a whisper,


    Olivia sat on the edge of the bed, her tone warm and reassuring. “Her name is Sophie Turner. She’s about <b>your </b>age and very sweet.”


    “Do you like her, sister?<b>” </b>Grace asked, her eyes searching Olivia’s face for approval.


    “Yes, I like Sophie very much,” Olivia confirmed with a gentle smile. “She’s kind and thoughtful<b>, </b>just like you.“


    Grace’s face brightened considerably at this endorsement. “Then Grace is willing to be good friends with Sophie. If sister likes Sophie, then Grace also likes Sophie.”


    The innocent trust in Grace’s voice made Olivia’s heart swell with protective affection. Her <b>little sister’s </b>dependence on her approval was both touching and heartbreaking.


    <b>Back </b>in her room, Olivia pulled out her phone <b>and </bposed a message to Adrian Sinir<b>. </b><b>She </b><b>typed </b><b>carefully</b>, wanting to sound professional yet friendly.


    “<b>Adrian</b>, when would Sophie <b>be </b>avable <b>to </b><be </b><b>over </b><b>and </b>y <b>with </b><b>Grace</b>? <b>I’d </b><b>be </b><b>happy </b><b>to </b><b>buy </b><b>some </b><b>snacks </b><b>and </b>fruits that she might <b>enjoy</b>.”


    < Chapter 169: New Friends…


    +8 <b>Pants </b>


    Adrian’s response came within minutes. “This afternoon would work perfectly. Let me confirm <b>the </b><b>specific </b>time with my aunt and get back to you.”


    Another message followed quickly. “My aunt is busy with her literary work today, so I’ll bring Sophie <b>over </b>myself if that’s eptable.”


    Olivia smiled at his thoughtfulness. “That sounds wonderful. Thank you for arranging this<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Around 3:30 in the afternoon, Adrian’s elegant sedan pulled up to the Winters Family Estate. Olivia watched from the window as he helped a small girl out of the car.


    She hurried to the grand entrance, her honey–brown hair catching the afternoon sunlight streaming <b>through </b>the tall windows. The sight of the approaching visitors filled her with anticipation.


    “Adrian, Sophie, wee,” Olivia greeted them warmly at the door.


    Sophie was a petite girl with bright eyes and a sweet smile. She wore a pink spring dress thatplemented her cheerful demeanor perfectly.


    “Thank you for having us,” Adrian said, his gold–rimmed sses reflecting the afternoon light. “My <b>aunt </b>


    sends her apologies for noting herself.”


    “Please,e in,” Olivia gestured toward the elegant sitting room. “I’ll go get Grace.”


    As they settled into the plush furniture, Agnes Turner appeared with her usual efficiency. The loyal housekeeper served herbal tea to Adrian and Sophie with practiced grace.


    “Miss Olivia will be right back with Miss Grace,” Agnes said kindly to Sophie.


    Sophie nodded politely, her small hands carefully holding the delicate teacup. Olivia noticed she was wearing the rose gold designer hair clip with pink crystals that she had given Grace during their previous meeting.


    Soon, Olivia returned leading Grace down the staircase. Grace immediately hid behind her older sister upon seeing the stranger, her wolf instincts making her cautious.


    “Grace, this is Sophie,” Olivia said gently, cing a reassuring hand on her sister’s shoulder. <b>“</b>Sophie, meet my sister Grace.”


    Sophie stood up with a bright smile, her enthusiasm genuine and infectious. “Hello, Grace! I’m so happy to


    meet you.”


    She presented a carefully wrapped gift that she held in both hands. “My mother and I chose this for you. It’s colored pencils and a sketchbook for drawing.”


    Grace looked <b>up </b><b>at </b>Olivia with herrge amber eyes, seeking approval. Olivia nodded encouragingly, <b>her </b>expression warm and supportive.


    “Thank you, Sophie,” Grace said <b>softly</b><b>, </b>epting the <b>gift </b>with both hands<b>. </b><b>“</b><b>That’s </b><b>very </b><b>thoughtful </b><b>of </b><b>you </b>Sophie’s face <b>lit </b>up with delight. “Would you <b>like </b><b>to </b>y in your <b>room</b><b>? </b><b>We </b><b>could </b><b>draw </b><b>together</b><b>, </b><b>or </b><b>y </b><b>with </b><b>dolls</b><b>, </b><b>or </b>whatever you’d like <b>to </b><b>do </b>


    <b>For </b><b>the </b><b>first </b>time in <b>weeks</b><b>, </b><b>Grace’s </b><b>face </b><b>showed </b><b>genuine </b><b>happiness</b>. <b>The </b><b>cautious </b><b>fear </b><b>in </b><b>her </b><b>eyes </b><b>began </b>to <b>fade</b><b>, </b><b>reced </b><b>by </b><b>curiosity </b><b>and </b><b>excitement</b><b>. </b>


    <b>“</b><b>I’d </b><b>like </b><b>that</b><b>,</b><b>” </b><b>Grace </b><b>sald</b><b>, </b><b>her </b><b>voice </b><b>growing </b><b>stronger</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>I </b><b>have </b><b>lots </b><b>of </b><b>toys </b><b>upstairs</b><b>. </b>


    <b>The </b>two <b>children </b><b>walked </b><b>toward </b><b>the </b><b>staircase </b><b>hand </b><b>in </b><b>hand</b><b>, </b><b>creating </b><b>a </b>heartwarming scene that made


    < Chapter 169: New Friends…


    Olivia’s heart swell with relief.


    “It seems that they get along very well,” Adrian smiled, his gold–rimmed sses catching <b>the </b><b>light </b><b>as </b><b>he </b>watched the children disappear upstairs.


    Olivia observed the backs of the two lovely children with satisfaction. “Yes, I didn’t expect them <b>to </b><b>bond </b><b>so </b>quickly. Your suggestion was very thoughtful.”


    Adrian felt a warmth in his chest at her praise, though he kept his expression professionally pleasant. <b>Any </b>excuse to spend time helping Olivia was worthwhile, especially knowing how much Grace needed <b>this </b>


    normalcy.


    Olivia settled gracefully on the plush sofa, gesturing to the seat beside her. “Adrian, please have some <b>tea</b>,


    don’t be polite.”


    She turned to Agnes Turner who was tidying the room. “Agnes, please send some fruits and snacks to Grace and Sophie upstairs.”


    “Of course, Miss Olivia,” the elderly housekeeper replied with a warm smile before bustling away.


    Adrian took the initiative to shift their conversation to work matters. “Olivia, has court <b>date </b><b>for </b><b>the </b>Hengyang territory dispute case been confirmed?<b>” </b>


    “Yes, the fifteenth of next month,” Olivia replied, her professional focus immediately engaging.


    “How is the preparation going?” Adrian asked, leaning forward with genuine interest.


    “Almostplete, there are still some minor issues in certain areas,” Olivia exined. “Since you’re here today, let’s discuss them.”


    “My pleasure<i>,</i><i>” </i>Adrian said with a genuine smile, pleased to have found the perfect opportunity for extended


    conversation.


    Once Olivia started discussing legal strategy, she becamepletely absorbed in the work. Adrian had found exactly the right topic to engage her full attention.


    The two werewolf attorneys spent the entire afternoon discussing casew, territorial disputes, and pack legal precedents. Their conversation flowed naturally from oneplex legal issue to another.


    The sun was setting when Agnes appeared in the doorway. “Miss Olivia, I’ve prepared dinner. <b>Since </b>Mr. Richard and Mrs. Natalie are attending the pack alliance dinner, I made enough for your guests.”


    Grace pulled Sophie downstairs excitedly, their faces glowing with happiness. “Sophie, you can <b>have </b>dinner at my house tonight, let’s sit together!”


    <b>“</b>Sister Grace, I have to ask my mother first,” Sophie said politely. <i>“</i>She’s <b>still </b><b>waiting </b><b>for </b><b>me </b><b>to </b><b>have </b><b>dinner </b><b>at </b>


    home<b>.” </b>


    Adrian suddenly <b>interjected </b>with perfect timing. “Your mother <b>just </b><b>called </b><b>while </b><b>you </b>were <b>ying</b><b>. </b><b>She </b><b>said </b><b>if </b>you want <b>to </b>stay here for dinner, you can eat <b>and </b><b>then </b><b>go </b><b>home</b>.”


    <b>“</b><b>Really</b><b>?</b><b>” </b><b>Sophie’s </b><b>grape</b>–like eyes <b>lit </b><b>up </b><b>with </b><b>delight</b>. <b>“</b><b>Then </b><b>I </b><b>want </b><b>to </b><b>stay </b><b>here </b><b>and </b><b>have </b><b>dinner </b>with <b>Grace</b>! <b>Grace </b><b>cheered </b><b>joyfully</b><b>, </b><b>pping </b><b>her </b><b>hands </b><b>together</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Yes</b><b>!</b><b>” </b>


    <b>At </b><b>the </b><b>dinner </b><b>table </b><b>in </b><b>the </b><b>elegant </b><b>dining </b><b>room</b><b>, </b><b>the </b><b>two </b><b>children </b>sat <b>together </b><b>chattering </b><b>happily </b>Adrian sal <b>across </b><b>from </b><b>them</b><b>, </b><b>next </b><b>to </b><b>Olivia</b><b>, </b><b>acutely </b><b>aware </b><b>of </b><b>her </b>warm <b>presence</b><b>. </b>


    < Chapter 169: New Friends…


    “I’m really sorry<b>, </b>Olivia,” Adrian said with a smile, though inwardly he was thrilled. “When we started discussing the case, Ipletely lost track of time, and now I’m imposing on your family’s hospitality.”


    Only he knew that while he was apologizing, his heart was racing with satisfaction. This was exactly <b>what </b>he had hoped would happen.


    Olivia smiled warmly, her amber eyes reflecting genuine gratitude. “Why are you being so formal? It’s just a meal. Today I should be thanking you–I haven’t seen Grace this happy and carefree in a long time.”


    “I’m also very pleased to see the two children having such fun together,” Adrian replied.


    Agnes finished serving thest dish of roasted venison with moonlight herbs. Adrian gave a subtle look to Sophie sitting across from him.


    The little girl looked at Olivia with curved eyebrows. “Sister Olivia, can I take a photo with Sister Grace?”


    “Of course, sweetheart,” Olivia replied warmly.


    Sophie looked at Adrian expectantly. “Adrian, please take a photo for us?<b>” </b>


    “Certainly,<i>” </i>Adrian said, taking out his phone and capturing several pictures of Sophie and Grace together, their faces glowing with happiness.


    “This meal looks so delicious, I should take a picture too,” Adrian added casually. He photographed the borate spread of food, making sure Olivia’s elegant profile was “identally” captured in the frame.


    Adrian felt deeply satisfied as he put away his phone, a slight smile ying on his lips. The evening had exceeded his expectations in every way.


    After dinner, he drove Sophie home through the moonlit streets of Riverdale. The little girl chattered excitedly about her new friend during the entire journey.


    “Sophie, did you have fun today?” Adrian asked as they pulled into her driveway.


    “Yes! I really like Sister Grace,” Sophie replied enthusiastically. “She’s so nice and we yed so many games together.”


    “Sophie, you were wonderful today,<i>” </i>Adrian said with satisfaction. “The limited edition <i>doll </i>I promised to buy for you will be delivered to your home tomorrow.”


    He was referring to the photo request that Sophie had made–something they had nned in advance. He had asked Sophie to find a natural moment to request photos, with the reward being a coveted collectible


    doll.


    Little Sophie had happily agreed when she heard she could get the doll she’d been wanting for months. That night, Adrian posted on Howlr, the werewolf social media tform. The caption read: “Sophie has found a wonderful new friend, and I enjoyed a delightful dinner.”


    The first picture showed Sophie and Grace together, their faces bright with <i>joy</i>. The second was the one that ” identally” captured Olivia’s profile while photographing the dinner table.


    When Olivia saw the post, she liked it without hesitation. Soon, this Howlr post, along <b>with </b>Olivia’s like, was screenshotted by Gabriel Andrews.


    He sent it to Connor Rivers via text message with a simple question: “What’s the situation with this<b>?</b><b>” </b>
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