Rain had just stepped out of the elevator into the parking lot when her phone rang. She answered, hearing Alexander’s voice on the other end.
"Stop right there," he instructed firmly.
She frowned, confused. "And where do you think you’re going?" he questioned next. His car pulled up in front of her, and he stepped out, gesturing for her to get inside.
Rain complied, sensing that Alexander had already seen the article about the fraudulent marriage.
"Sanya needs ," she stated the mont he settled into the back seat with her.
"I know," Alexander replied, completely unfazed. "But you don’t need to worry about her. William will handle this ss," he said with a casual smile as if they weren’t knee-deep in a scandal. His calmness baffled her.
Rain frowned, studying him. "Explain, please?"
Alexander’s smile didn’t falter. "Your half-sister craves attention. Let her have it. I don’t want the dia to swarm you once you show up there. Besides, it’s better if we let William, the person who caused this ss, fix it."
Rain blinked at him, taken aback. "But we can fix this easily. I just need to—" she stopped short. She’d have to lie and support Sanya, and it was sothing that honestly didn’t sit right with her.
Alexander leaned in, his tone unwavering. "Dina’s prepared for this. There will be an investigation, and I’m sure there’s already evidence proving you were at Smith Law Firm the day the marriage was registered. If you show up at the police station, you’ll be walking right into a trap."
Rain thought about it. Their marriage was registered the day before she caught Paul cheating with Dina. That was on a Thursday, and she’d been at the law firm that entire day, wrapping up paperwork.
Alexander took her hand gently. "How about we skip the drama today and go on a date instead? Let’s use this as an excuse to take a break from work."
Rain blinked rapidly, surprised at his suggestion. "Seriously? You trust William that much?" She couldn’t help but voice her doubts. To her, William seed too carefree to handle sothing this serious.
Alexander chuckled, his grip on her hand reassuring. "If William could hear you now, he’d probably sulk. Don’t underestimate a Lancaster raised by Liam Rock himself. William might seem like a guy who loves to create chaos, but trust , he knows how to clean up his ss, too. Why do you think my father let him take over GIS after I turned it down? Because William’s one of the best choices—other than , of course."
Rain leaned back in the seat, mulling over his words. She never would’ve thought William was capable of managing a crisis, let alone being trusted by his father to handle sothing as critical as GIS.
Rain couldn’t hide the conflicted expression on her face, her brows furrowed in uncertainty. Alexander noticed and leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"Trust on this, alright?" he said softly, his hand still holding hers. "I vouch for William. You’ll be surprised at how he’ll clean this up without leaving a single crumb or stain behind."
His words were reassuring, but Rain still struggled with the idea of relying on soone she barely trusted in this situation. Yet the confidence in Alexander’s voice, his calm deanour, made her second-guess her reservations. If Alexander believed in William, perhaps there was more to him than she had seen.
"Alright," Rain finally whispered, still unsure but willing to let it go—for now. "But you’ll have to walk through how William plans to handle this ss."
Alexander chuckled softly, pulling her closer to him. "I will. But first, how about we unwind a little and go to a the park? What do you say?"
Rain’s eyes lit up at the suggestion. The idea of a carefree day at a the park was tempting, especially with the perfect weather. But then reality set in. She had so many pending cases, and the thought of delaying justice weighed heavily on her conscience.
"I’d love to," Rain said, her shoulders sagging slightly, "but I can’t skip work. If I slack off now, justice for the victims will be delayed."
She turned to Alexander, giving him an apologetic smile. "I’ll go back to the office and focus on work instead. That’ll keep from overthinking Sanya’s situation. I trust you, but please keep updated on the proceedings. Let’s save the the park for Saturday."
Without waiting for his response, Rain leaned in, gave him a quick kiss, and swiftly got out of the car before he could try to convince her to take the day off. She knew he would if she stayed any longer.
Alexander smiled as he watched Rain practically sprint back to the elevator. Once she was out of sight, he pressed the button to lower the car’s partition and spoke to Tyron.
"Let’s head back to the office," he ordered calmly.
Tyron glanced at him. "Are you sure, Boss? The reporters will be swarming outside, especially after all this."
"It’s fine," Alexander responded plainly. "We’ll call for a press conference. I’ll make a statent, but I’m not entertaining any questions."
As Alexander pulled out his phone, he made another call, his tone steely. "Make sure no one from the press gets anywhere near the prosecution office. I don’t want my wife distracted from her work—understood?"
He ended the call just as Tyron gave an update. "Boss, William’s n have sent word. The tistamps on the CCTV footage have been revised to match the ti Sanya and William registered the marriage certificate."
Alexander nodded, considering the next steps. The situation was precarious. The only way to fix this ss would be to stand by the legitimacy of his marriage with Rain and claim they registered it together. Any other route would lead to more complications.
"Boss," Tyron added, "Miss Dina’s making waves. She’s already dragging the Bureau of Civil Affairs into this, saying they mishandled the situation."
Alexander’s jaw tightened. "Is William at the police station yet?" he asked, his voice cold but controlled.
"On his way," Tyron confird. "He’s ready to take care of Sanya’s situation."
If anyone could untangle the ss, it would be William—but that didn’t an Alexander would sit back and wait. He needed to protect Rain from both the dia frenzy and any potential blowback.
"We’ll shut this down," he murmured to himself, already thinking of his next move.
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