Chapter 222: The Luna’s Victory 1
<b>Chapter </b><b>222</b><b>: </b>The <b>Luna’s </b><b>Victory</b><b>–</b><b>1 </b>
<b>Chapter </b>222: The Luna’s Victory
<b>(Olivia’s </b>POV)
The days passed in the heat of June in Harbor City, and more than half a month had gone by. Inte <b>June</b><b>, </b>one of the cases entrusted to me by Rivers Pack Holdings was about to <i>go </i>to court.
The stage was set for a pivotal moment in my career as a supernaturalwyer.
Inside the solemn tribunal chamber at Shadowmere Courthouse, I took my ce as the intiff’s attorney. The familiar weight of responsibility settled on my shoulders as I arranged my files on the polished wooden
table.
Connor Rivers sat in the gallery behind me, his presence bothforting and motivating. Adrian Sinir upied a seat nearby, there to witness the proceedings.
My tailored charcoal ck power suit spoke of professionalism, while my focused expression revealed the
sharp mind I’d honed through years of legal training. I could feel my amber eyes gleaming with determination
as I prepared to address the court.
The opposing counsel shuffled through their papers nervously. They had no idea what wasing.
“Your Honor,” I began, my voice clear andpelling as it carried across the courtroom. “The evidence will
show that the defendant willfully vited the terms of their contract with Rivers Pack Holdings.”
My arguments flowed with seamless logic, each point building upon thest like a carefully constructed
fortress. I had spent weeks preparing for this moment, and every detail was perfectly in ce.
The opposingwyer attempted to interrupt, but I smoothly guided him into the first trap I had set. His objection only served to highlight the weakness in his client’s position.
“Objection, Your Honor. Counsel is leading the witness.”
“Overruled,” the judge responded. “The witness may answer.”
I smiled slightly, knowing I had already won this exchange.
During the heated debates that followed, my adaptability shone through every challenge. When the opposing
“Ms. Winters, surely you can’t expect the court to believe-<b>” </b>
“I expect the court to examine the evidence,” I interrupted smoothly, my voice cutting through his bluster. “Which clearly shows my client fulfilled every obligation under the contract.”
<b>I </b>swiftly identified weaknesses in his arguments and responded with sharp retorts that left him scrambling. My ability to control the pace and tone of the trial captivated everyone in the courtroom.
The judge leaned forward, clearly impressed by my presentation. Even the court reporter seemed <b>to </b>pause <b>in </b>her typing to listen more intently.
In this war of words, I emerged victorious. The opposing counsel’s final argument fell <b>t</b>, and I could see defeat written <b>across </b>his face.
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<b>The </b><b>intiff </b>has presented apelling case, <b>the </b>judge announced. <b>I </b><b>will </b>render my decision within the
week.
But we all knew the oue was already decided
<b>After </b><b>the </b>trial concluded<b>, </b>Connor, Adrian, and I walked side–by–side through the courthouse corridors. The marble floors echoed with our footsteps as we made our way toward the exit.
The afternoon sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the polished stone<b>. </b>
<b>I </b>felt the satisfaction of a battle well–fought coursing through my veins.
Outside in the courthouse parking grounds, I turned to Connor with professional courtesy. “Alpha Connor<b>, </b>the
verdict should <b>be </b>avable in a few days<b>.” </b>
Connor’s voice remained calm <b>as </b>he expressed his confidence. “I have no doubt we’ll receive a favorable ruling. Your performance in there was exceptional, Liv.”
His admiration was evident in the way his ice–blue eyes lingered on my face. The mate bond hummed softly between us, carrying his pride and affection.
“Thank you for your confidence in my abilities,” I replied with a yful smile. “Though I must say<b>, </b>you make <b>an </b>
excellent client.”
Adrian stepped closer, his gold–rimmed sses catching the sunlight. “Olivia, your legal skills are truly impressive. I’ve never seen such masterful courtroom strategy.”
My response to Adrian was noticeably cooler than my exchange with Connor. “Thank <b>you</b>, Adrian. Experience teaches many lessons.”
Adrian’s sharp eyes caught the distance in my tone immediately. His expression shifted slightly, though he tried to maintain his professional demeanor.
“Olivia, would you like to have lunch together?” Adrian asked, his voice hopeful despite my obvious
reluctance.
Connor quickly interjected before I could respond. “Actually, I need to consult with Olivia about several aspects of the case. Client privilege, you understand.”
Adrian’s eyebrows rose skeptically. “Is further discussion really necessary? The trial has concluded sessfully.”
“As the client, I have every right to consult with my attorney,” Connor retorted, his Alpha authority creeping into his voice. “I don’t see how that concerns you.”
Adrian’s lips curved into a mocking smile. “How convenient. Using legal consultation as cover for a date, Alpha Connor<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“So what if I am?” Connor responded dismissively, not bothering to deny the usation.
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