The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 51

Chapter 30: Encounter at the Restaurant–1

Chapter 30: Encounter at the Restaurant

(Olivia’s POV)

The Silver Moon Steakhouse buzzed with activity as I entered with my new colleagues from Moonlaw Legal Services. The restaurant’s elegant interior gleamed with polished wood and soft lighting, creating an atmosphere of refined luxury.

Our large group was escorted to a private room, nearly filling it to capacity. I noticed that only the top VIP rooms remained unoccupied, likely reserved for the truly elite of

Riverdale.

“Lawyer Winters, you’re so generous–Silver Moon Steakhouse!” A young female lawyer named Rachel teased with a bright smile as we settled around the large table. “Last time we came here, it was the Alpha treating us during last year’s annual party.”

I maintained a pleasant expression, though I wondered which Alpha she was referring to. Connor? Or perhaps Alexander?

Heather Phillips, the Litigation Department Supervisor, adjusted her sleek bob haircut and laughed lightly. “Lawyer Winters is young and promising. Looks like you’ve made a fortune over the years; there are over twenty of us combined from all departments. Are you going to bleed money tonight?”

Her tone was joking, but I detected something calculated beneath her friendly demeanor. I remembered how quickly she’d hired me, how readily she’d agreed to my

salary requirements.

Gregory Thompson, my office partner, chimed in good–naturedly from across the table. “Lawyer Winters is truly capable.”

His kind eyes crinkled at the corners, seemingly genuine in his compliment. But before I could respond, another voice cut through the pleasant atmosphere.

“Oh, Lawyer Winters, can you really afford this?”

I turned to see Valerie Pierce, a sharp–tongued litigation lawyer with naturally narrowed eyes

that seemed perpetually judgmental. From the moment I’d met her at the office, I’d sensed her hostility.

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“Silver Moon is two or three hundred per person–add wine, and tonight’s bill might be

three months of your salary,” she continued with a smirk. “Shouldn’t we switch to

somewhere cheaper, so you don’t have to fake it?”

The table fell silent, colleagues exchanging uncomfortable glances. I kept my

expression neutral, refusing to show any reaction to her obvious baiting.

“No worries, I can afford it,” I replied calmly.

Valerie’s eyes narrowed further. “Wow, so Supervisor Phillips was right, you really raked in money these years. Care to share your money–making tricks with everyone?”

Her sarcasm was thick enough to cut with a knife. I could feel my wolf bristling inside

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