One thing Rain loved about Brandon was his precise and ticulous planning before starting any operation he led. Last night, they had a thorough discussion about the pros and cons of each move they had to make. He would ask for her ideas, and the two of them often found themselves brainstorming all the possibilities and how to address them.
Thankfully, one scenario they had considered was the possibility of her getting caught inside one of the lounges. And it would seem that exact scenario was playing out before her.
Rain t Mada Beck’s intense stare and naively replied, "I don’t know, Mada Beck. I tried every door, and none of them opened except for that particular lounge."
Mada Beck didn’t bother to give her a reply. Instead, she grabbed her tablet and began reviewing the CCTV footage. All the while, Rain smirked inwardly, knowing that the mada was watching an edited version of the events where she simply appeared as soone trying to open several doors before finally entering the last lounge.
While reviewing the footage, Mada Beck called for her assistant and instructed, "Check the door on Lounge 10 and see if there’s any malfunction."
With her instructions given, Mada Beck turned her attention back to Rain, her eyes never leaving her as she waited for a reply from the other line. Eventually, her assistant relayed their findings, and after listening to the report, she finally dropped the phone.
"Looks like we have a glitch in Lounge 10," Mada Beck addressed Rain with a smile. "However, next ti you pull a stunt like this with a very important client... you’ll face a punishnt you definitely wouldn’t like."
"I understand, Mada Beck," Rain quickly replied with a slight bow. "It won’t happen again, I promise."
"Now leave," Mada Beck dismissed her.
Nodding once more, Rain stood up from her seat, but she hesitated before turning to leave.
Mada Beck imdiately noticed her with an arched brow and asked, "What is it?"
Rain offered an awkward smile. "Mada Beck, uhm... Can I get a bonus if I manage to convince Alexander to have a drink with you?"
Mada Beck frowned, but then let out a crisp laugh at the offer. "Oh, aren’t you cute, trying to bargain with like there’s even a chance he’ll do as you say..."
"But you told yourself that he’s into ," Rain pouted. "Knowing that, maybe it’s possible."
"That won’t happen unless you drug him and I take advantage of him," Mada Beck grunted. "Either way, I wouldn’t dare do that to soone like Alexander Lancaster!"
Ignoring the reply, Rain let her eyes wander around the office, using the opportunity to closely observe the room. Quickly, she noticed a shelf of books that caught her attention.
"Your office is like an art museum, Mada Beck," she remarked while inching her way to the bookshelf. "Are your paintings and antiques original and valuable? Maybe I can coax Mr. Lancaster to co see them?"
"Don’t touch a thing!" Mada Beck quickly scolded just as Rain reached out to grab one of the books.
"Oh, I’m sorry," Rain quickly apologized before backing away. "I just thought maybe Mr. Lancaster would be fascinated by the paintings and antiques?"
"Are you really that naive? Still, since you’re just a poor common woman who knows nothing, I suppose it’s understandable," Mada Beck mocked with a sigh. "And yes, everything here may be pricey, but they’re not enough to fascinate the likes of Mr. Lancaster. These are re dust in his eyes."
Rain shrugged. "I guess I’ll just think of another way to get him to have a conversation over a drink with you then."
"You truly are sothing," Mada Beck chuckled. "Let’s see if you can manage to do that then, and if you do... Maybe I’ll give you a bonus."
"It’s a deal then, Mada Beck. I’ll take your word on that," Rain replied with a playful smile.
Mada Beck’s curiosity was piqued at her daring attitude. "Tell , how will you manage to do that?"
Rain grinned. "I’m sure soone like him knows to honor his word," she elaborated. "I’m lucky with gambling, Mada Beck, so I’ll try my luck and make a bet with Mr. Lancaster."
"Tsk, you really are sothing, brat. Now get out—You’ve wasted enough of my ti," Mada Beck instructed, dismissively waving her off.
And with that, Rain quickly left the office. As soon as she was outside, she received a call from Brandon. Getting her instructions, she hailed the cab he was driving and slipped inside.
"I think penetrating her office is too risky," Rain imdiately inford Brandon as they drove away. "She has a CCTV cara inside."
"Lary’s already working on it," Brandon replied. "Hopefully, we’ll have a solution in two days. We just need to plant sothing on her CCTV device, and Lary will be able to access it." He then let out an annoyed sigh. "Damn, that woman is ticulous. I bet she’s using a different electronic and security system for her floor, probably from an illegal provider."
Just then, a voice crackled over Brandon’s radio. "Boss, a car is tailing you."
Frowning, Brandon turned to Rain and said, "I’ll drop you off at your disguised ho with your disguised mother and brother for the night."
"Alright," Rain weakly nodded, understanding the precaution necessary for the mission. "Do you think Mada Beck suspects now?"
"No, she won’t," Brandon reassured her. "The malfunction in that lounge was perfectly orchestrated. Larry took care of it, so you’re still in the clear. Now, all we need to do is install the spyware in her office CCTV." He then narrowed his eyes and asked, "Still, are you sure Alexander will co back after the stunts you just pulled on him?"
"Oh, I’m sure he’ll co back. He’s too curious to stay away," she replied with a smirk. "I confird to him that my mole is fake. And besides, he won’t be able to properly get a hold of Rain Clayton for a week starting now. That alone will drive him to return and look for Diana Jones."
Brandon sighed, concern evident in his eyes. "Rain, I still can’t believe you’ve gotten him involved in this case."
Rain remained firm as she shrugged. "Like I said before, it’s the best fallback I can think of, Brandon. I need the man—he’s the perfect alibi for now."
Brandon took a deep breath at her reply. Mulling on his words, he paused before continuing. "Actually, there’s sothing else I need to tell you. Honestly, I’m a bit taken aback by how everything is coincidentally connected."
Rain’s expression grew serious. "What is it, Brandon?"
"Soone pulled out your records," Brandon explained, his tone low. "And it’s soone who has been sponsoring our operations. This is confidential, but I trust you—you’re like a sister to , so I thought you should know."
She frowned. "Why would soone pull out my records?"
Brandon hesitated before revealing the details. "You once asked how my team manages to access most security systems we want. It’s because Lancaster Electronics is secretly sponsoring our movents. And the person who pulled out your records was Liam Rock Lancaster—your husband’s father."
Rain’s breath caught in her throat as she processed the weight of his words. "What?!"
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