Chapter 203: The Misunderstanding at the Front Desk
Chapter 203: The Misunderstanding at the Front Desk
(Olivia’s POV)
I took a deep breath, trying to maintain my professional composure despite Helen’s dismissive attitude. Her assumption that I was just another lovesick she–wolf chasing after Connor irritated my wolf, but I forced
myself to remain calm.
“Little she–wolf, I’m here to see him on official business, not what you’re thinking,” I said firmly, adjusting my
grip on the leather portfolio.
Helen scoffed coldly, her eyes full of disdain as she looked me up and down. “If you have real business, why
didn’t you make an appointment in advance? Don’t try to fool me.”
She leaned back in her chair with obvious superiority. “I know you’re deliberately carrying that file bag to
pretend you have legitimate business so I’ll let you in. That trick is outdated – everyone’s used it to death.”
I blinked in surprise, suddenly understanding the situation. Many female werewolves must frequently use the
pretense of business meetings to see Connor Rivers, making the front desk staff extremely vigilant.
Rather than getting angry, I found the young receptionist’s dedication to her job amusing. A small smile tugged at my lips as I decided to tease her a bit.
Helen noticed my expression and mistook it for smugness. “You think this is funny? Let me tell you something I was previously deceived by such tactics and nearly lost my job for letting someone through.”
Her voice grew more defensive. “I was only saved by my cousin Marcus Shaw who works as the Alpha’s special assistant. He vouched for me when the Alpha was furious about the security breach.”
She straightened in her chair, pride evident in her voice. “I know the Alpha is very handsome and attracts many she–wolves. Honestly, you’re very beautiful too, but the Alpha doesn’t like your type.”
Helen’s confidence grew as she continued. “The Alpha has countless dream girls, and neither you nor I have a
chance. He’s way out of our league.”
My amusement faded slightly at her presumptuous assessment, but I remained curious about her
perspective.
“Besides,” Helen added with a knowing look, “the Alpha already has Alpha Miranda. She’s the powerful Luna
heiress of the Blackwood pack who runs a major werewolf corporation. Now that’s the kind of she–wolf who
belongs with our Alpha.”
When Helen mentioned Miranda Blackwood as Connor’s supposed romantic interest, my smile faded
completely. My tone turned cold despite my efforts to remain neutral.
“Alpha Miranda?” I repeated, my voice carefully controlled.
“Yes, Miranda Blackwood. She’s been coming here regularly for pack business meetings,” Helen said proudly, as if sharing insider information. “She’s sophisticated, successful, and perfect for an Alpha like Connor
Rivers.”
At that moment, my phone rang with an incoming call. I glanced at the screen and saw Frank Langley’s name
displayed.
A mischievous idea struck me. I answered the call but immediately handed the phone to the confused receptionist.
“It’s for you,” I said with a sweet smile.
Helen looked bewildered but took the phone hesitantly. “Hello?”
Helen’s face went pale as she recognized her cousin’s voice. “Frank? I… there’s this she–wolf here claiming to have business with the Alpha, but I thought she was lying…”
“She says she’s here about legal documents, but I figured it was just another excuse to see the Alpha,” Helen explained nervously.

The conversation quickly turned chaotic as Frank realized his cousin had blocked the very person he was
“In panic, Frank continued over the phone. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? She’s not just anyone – she’s the Alpha’s intended mate!”
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