The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 88

hapter 49: The Past Unveiled, The Heart Softened–1

Chapter 49: The Past Unveiled, The Heart Softened

(Connor’s POV)

I took a slow sip of my wine, deliberately keeping my tone indifferent as I avoided Olivia’s curious gaze.

“No one. Ethan was talking nonsense,” I said, hoping to end the conversation before it

began.

Olivia’s clear amber eyes turned toward me, her expression pretending to be fierce

though I could see the playfulness behind it.

“Con, don’t shut me out. I want to hear what Ethan Quinn has to say.”

I fell silent immediately. Despite my reluctance, I couldn’t deny her anything when she

looked at me that way.

(Olivia’s POV)

The private room at the restaurant buzzed with casual teasing and warm

camaraderie. Ethan Quinn’s joking words gradually peeled back the layers of Connor’s

protectiveness over me.

“Look at him,” Ethan laughed, gesturing toward Connor with his wine glass.

“Completely whipped man. One look from Olivia and he caves instantly.”

Gabriel Andrews quipped with a knowing smile, “You don’t understand. Whipped men

love their partners, not fear them.”

Gentle laughter rippled through the room as Rebecca, my childhood friend, softly

added, “That’s right, Connor is a wife–doting maniac. Always has been when it comes

to Olivia.”

Ethan then shifted the conversation, his expression turning more serious. “By the

way, Olivia, those two sleazy businessmen who harassed you before–Harold

Blackwood and Douglas/Thornton? They’ve been investigated.”

“Both are now detained for economic crimes,” he continued, a satisfied smirk playing

on his lips. “Their companies are being systematically dismantled by Connor’s

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I nibbled a piece of venison, feeling a mixture of pride, satisfaction, and justice wash over me. “They deserved it. Serves them right.”

“Absolutely!” Ethan enthusiastically echoed in agreement.

I realized we’d digressed from the original topic. My amber eyes sharpened with renewed interest as I pressed again, “Ethan, you still haven’t told me–who did Connor

nearly kill back then?”

Ethan hesitated, stealing a nervous glance at Connor, whose ice–blue eyes had narrowed dangerously. Despite this, Ethan answered honestly: “Seemed like

someone named Liam Davidson.”

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