<b>Chapter </b><b>205</b><b>: </b><b>Proposals</b><b>–</b><b>2 </b>


    When we arrived at the underground parking lot, I led Olivia and Emma to my ck Connor’s <b>Luxury </b><b>Cullinan </b>SUV. I personally put the suitcase into the car, taking care to ensure Olivia’s belongings were <b>secure</b>.


    <b>In </b>the car, I drove while Emma and Olivia sat in the back row. The arrangement wasn’t ideal<b>, </b>but at least <b>Olivia </b>


    was in my vehicle.


    “Are you hungry? Do you want to eat first?” I nced at Olivia in the back row through the car’s rearview


    mirror.


    “Not hungry yet, where are the case materials? I’ll take a look first,” Olivia replied.


    “In the passenger seat,” I answered.


    Hearing this, Olivia leaned forward and reached out to get the legal document case. With the sudden approach, the light floral and fruity fragrance from Olivia’s body prated my heightened werewolf senses.


    I inhaled lightly, and my heart raced. It had been a long time since Lhad been so close to Olivia.


    However, this beautiful moment was fleeting. Olivia took the case bag and returned to her seat in the back.


    Disappointment welled up in my heart. I watched her in the rearview mirror as she sat in the back row, looking down with her eyes slightly lowered, focusing on the Rivers Pack Legal Case Portfolio materials.


    About twenty minutester, Olivia raised her head and asked me some questions about the cases. I


    answered them one by one with my characteristic patience, grateful for any excuse to engage with her.


    After a while, Olivia suddenly said, “Wait, isn’t this the way back to Moonstone Legal Partners<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    I opened my lips slightly and said, “Well, let’s go to Rivers Pack Holdings first.”


    Olivia thought it was to discuss work matters at mypany headquarters, so she didn’t say anything. I felt


    a small victory at her eptance.


    At Rivers Pack Holdings headquarters building, in the underground parking lot, I turned my head and said to


    Emma: “You wait here, I’ll take Olivia up.”


    Emma didn’t speak, turning to look at Olivia, her eyes questioning.


    “Emma, you wait here for me, I’ll be right back,” Olivia said.


    Only then did Emma say “okay.”


    I directly took Olivia to the Alpha’s private elevator and pressed the top floor, the twenty–eighth floor. In the


    elevator, there were only Olivia and me.


    In the small, enclosed space, <b>it </b>was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. I stood


    beside Olivia, and we were very close.


    Olivia could smell my faint woody cologne, which was as light and cold as I was myself. The distance was too close. So close that our clothes were almost touching.


    Olivia quietly took a step to the side, distancing herself from me. I lowered my eyes, her <b>small </b>movements <b>not </b>escaping my heightened werewolf senses.


    <b>I </b>raised my eyebrows and whispered in Olivia’s ear, “Afraid I’ll <b>bite </b>you?<b>” </b>


    Chapter 205: Proposals–2


    48 <b>Points</b>)


    My voice was low and maic, with a hint of yful teasing. Olivia’s earlobes turned a little red, and she pursed her lips and didn’t speak.


    A smile spread across my lips, and I was in a very good mood.


    The elevator went straight to the top floor, the Alpha’s Executive Suite. Olivia followed me out of the elevator.


    The entire twenty–eighth floor was my office. The first thing that caught her eye was a cold tone intertwined


    with silver–gray and ink–ck, like the frost and snow before dawn in winter, quietly spreading in every corner.


    The walls used matte–textured dark marble, and several carefully selected modern artworks hung <i>on </i>the


    walls, decorating the room with simple lines and cold colors, perfectly blending with the atmosphere of the


    entire space.


    The extremely minimalist decoration style revealed a sense of coldness everywhere, consistent with my


    temperament. There was a silver–gray screen in the middle of the office, dividing the room into two.


    Outside was the sofa, coffee table, and reception area. Inside was the work area. The sofas and coffee tables


    were all ink–colored, consistent with the overall color scheme of the room.


    Olivia nced around the office and said, “I’ll wait for you over by the sofa?”


    “Come with me,” I said, my voice low andmanding.


    Olivia followed me inside. Crossing the screen, Olivia saw another door in the corner. I walked over and


    opened the door.


    The room was veryrge, estimated to be close to one hundred square meters, and the overall furnishings looked no different from a typical Alpha’s private quarters. There was arge bed, and a superrge screen


    wall–mounted TV hung opposite the bed.


    There were wardrobes, dressing mirrors, sofas, and dining tables, and even a separate bathroom and shower. The decoration style was simr to the outside, with silver–gray and ink–ck as the main cold tones.


    “This is my private suite, you can look at the case materials here. The materials are on the desk outside, I’ll go get them for you,” I said.


    Olivia nodded, “Okay.”


    She walked to the sofa and sat down. I moved two cardboard boxes and ced them on the table in front of


    her.


    “The Pack Alliance Documents Requiring Connor’s Signature for both cases are all here,” I exined.


    Olivia looked at the two cardboard boxes in front of her, raised her wrist and nced at the time, seven


    o’clock in the evening.


    Olivia frowned slightly, “So much, it seems like I won’t be able to finish it today, it’s already seven o’clock. I’l


    look at it tomorrow.”


    “Then should I have someone send these materials to Moonstone Legal Partners tomorrow morning?” <b>I </b>


    asked.


    Olivia nodded, “Okay, I’ll go back first.”


    “Wait a minute,” I said quickly. “Olivia, don’t go yet, I have something to give you.”


    Olivia raised her eyes to look at me, “What is it?<b>” </b>