Sanya took a deep breath, finally deciding that today would be the day she faced Rain. She couldn’t drag it out any longer, no matter how deeply she was drowning in her own sha.
She missed Rain terribly, and deep down, she knew her friend wouldn’t stay mad at her forever, nor would she go to extre lengths to punish her. Summoning her courage, she reached for her phone to send Rain a ssage, but just as she was about to type, her desk phone rang.
"Good morning, Miss Sanya. Soone is here to see you in the lobby. Can you co down for a minute?" the receptionist said. Before Sanya could ask who it was, the call ended.
Frowning, Sanya got up from her chair, left her office, and made her way to the lobby.
When she arrived, two n were waiting for her. One of them stepped forward and asked, "Are you Miss Sanya Reed?"
"Yes, I am. What is this about?" she replied, her voice tinged with confusion.
The n flashed their IDs and one of them said, his tone firm, "You’re under arrest for identity theft, forgery, fraud, perjury, criminal conspiracy, and marriage fraud."
Sanya’s heart dropped. Her mind raced, trying to process what was happening. "What? No... this has to be a mistake," she stamred, feeling her legs grow weak.
But the n didn’t budge, their expressions unyielding. "We have evidence that you impersonated Rain Clayton to register her marriage without her consent. You’ll need to co with us."
"No," Sanya’s face paled, her hands trembling at her sides.
"Oh, please, just go to the police and face the consequences of your actions!" A mocking voice pierced the tension, and Sanya turned to see Dina, Rain’s half-sister, standing with a grin that oozed satisfaction.
"You... how did you—" Sanya’s words faltered as she glanced between Dina and the officers. She turned to the police and with a trembling voice asked, "Who pressed these charges?"
Her heart pounded, every beat echoing the dread creeping in. Why was Dina here, and how had she found out?
"Who else?!" Dina spat, her eyes burning with malice. "Of course, we did! How dare you impersonate my bastard sister and register that marriage on her behalf! We’re not letting this slide!"
Sanya felt her stomach lurch. She never imagined things would escalate this far. "You have the right to remain silent..." one of the officers began, his voice a dull hum as he fastened the cuffs around her wrists.
Sanya’s mind spun, her world collapsing. The officer’s words barely registered—just the sound of "the right to remain silent..." echoed in her ears.
Then, a mory flooded her mind. A scene from years ago, when she, Clifford, and Rain were celebrating Rain’s acceptance into law school. They were drinking, laughing.
"No matter what happens, I’ll always save you two. Now that I’m studying law, rember to call if either of you ever gets in trouble. Don’t say a word until I show up to represent you guys as your lawyer in the future. Always rember—you have the right to remain silent, so wait for and don’t say a thing unless I say so!"
Sanya’s eyes welled up with tears. Rain’s excitent and passion for justice seed so distant, yet the mory was painfully clear. ’Should I exercise that right and wait for you to rescue , Rain?’ she thought, her heart shattering as the officers dragged her away, the weight of her actions crushing her spirit.
Sanya felt numb as the police escorted her away, the reality of her situation slowly sinking in. She had no idea what to do, nor did she have the strength to think clearly. Everything around her felt like a blur.
anwhile, Dina stood watching with a wicked smirk, arms crossed, satisfied with the unfolding scene. Finally, Rain’s arrogant friend was getting the lesson she deserved. But this was just the beginning.
Dina’s mind was already spinning toward the next step—informing Liam Rock Lancaster, the head of the family, about the fraudulent marriage.
She and her mother had concocted this plan without consulting her father. Dina was certain the elder Lancaster had no clue about the reckless stunt his youngest son, William, had pulled.
Although they had considered the possibility that the elder Lancaster might already be aware of the marriage, Dina and her mother were still willing to take the gamble. After all, even if he knew, they were confident they could spin this situation in their favour, disguising their vendetta as a righteous attempt to expose a cri.
There was nothing to lose from their side—if anything, they stood to gain significantly once this escalated. The scandal would not only humiliate Rain but could also stir up tensions within the Lancaster family, furthering Dina’s ambitions. A public spectacle would give her the advantage, especially if the story gained traction. It was an opportunity too tempting to resist.
In Dina’s mind, this wasn’t just about exposing fraud—it was about seizing control and dismantling Rain’s life piece by piece. If everything went according to plan, Rain’s reputation would be in shambles, and perhaps, even her place in the Lancaster family weakened.
"Did you get a good copy?" Dina asked, turning to the reporter they had paid to capture the mont on cara.
"Yes, Miss Dina. I’ll post the article as soon as possible," the reporter replied, already eager to break the scandal.
"Good," Dina nodded with a satisfied smirk. Rain had no idea what was coming. Dina’s eyes darkened with malice as she snarled under her breath, "Did you really think I would let things slide after you ruined my engagent party?"
She was still seething from that night, her rage simring just beneath the surface. She wanted revenge—more than that, she wanted to ruin Rain’s life as thoroughly as she could.
"Why does Rain always get the best without even trying?" Dina hissed in frustration, storming toward her car. Every ti she thought about Rain, it felt like an insult. Rain had everything she wanted—effortlessly—and she was determined to take it all away.
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