Chapter 142
Rain frowned at Alexander, debating whether it was time to tell him about Elysium Biotech Institute or not yet p>
“What’s with that look?” Alexander questioned, narrowing his eyes.
“What look?” Rain asked, raising an eyebrow.
“You look like you don’t want me to go with you,” he pointed out with a pout.
’Damn, since when did this brute learn to pout?’ Rain thought, secretly adoring how unexpectedly cute he looked acting like that. Alexander was like a mysterious book she felt privileged to unfold day by day, each Chapter revealing a new side of him she hadn’t expected.
Rain shrugged and said, “It’s just that I have work to do there, and you’re being clingy and petty. I’ve known Clifford long before I even met you, Alexander. He’s like a brother to me p>
“And is the feeling mutual? Does he see you as a sister?” Alexander shot back.
Rain paused but reiterated, “I trust him. Stop overthinking it. I thought after discovering that you’re Enigma and he’s Chubby, you’d see each other in a new light p>
“Fine,” Alexander sighed. “I just want to go with you and be with you. Will you accept that fact p>
Rain blushed, caught off guard by his honesty. “Fine, be with me all you want,” she relented with a shrug.
Alexander’s lips stretched into a wide grin. “Thank you, Love,” he said with a playful wink.
“Seriously,” she mumbled, nearly having a heart attack from him calling her *Love* again. It was the second time now, and though he was just being playful, it made her heart leap with joy.
After breakfast, Rain prepared for her day. It was a big one—she would finally stand in court for the first time. In the past two days, she had spent time with Liza, convincing her to fight for herself. The comic books she had given her, filled with strong female characters, seemed to inspire Liza and she agreed.
Alexander had Tyron drop Rain off at the office, as usual. Before she stepped out, he called her name. “Rain p>
She turned to him, curious. He smiled. “Break a leg p>
She chuckled, winking back at him. “I will p>
Alexander knew well what her day would involve, as they always talked about work on their drives home. He knew this was her first court appearance as a prosecutor.
“Good luck, Mrs. Lancaster!” Tyron, in the driver’s seat, chimed in.
Rain chuckled. “Thanks.” Then she stepped out of the car.
As Tyron prepared to drive off, he asked, “Shall we head to the office now, Boss p>
“What time is the meeting with the client?” Alexander asked.
“Around ten, Boss. Why? Are you planning to watch the court proceedings?” Tyron asked, surprised.
“Why not? It’s my wife’s first trial. Reschedule the meeting for this afternoon p>
“Alright, Boss. I actually want to see Mrs. Lancaster in action too,” Tyron chuckled, and Alexander couldn’t help but smile as he watched Rain disappear into the Prosecutor’s Office building entrance.
Rain quickly got to work, focusing on the final preparations for the upcoming court proceedings as soon as she entered her office. She glanced at her formal prosecutor’s robe, neatly hanging on a nearby stand, and couldn’t help but smile with a sense of pride. Today marked a significant step in her career.
With a deep breath, she put on the robe. As she adjusted the collar, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror—poised, determined, and ready. With her head held high, Rain walked out of her office, mentally preparing herself for what was to come, and made her way to the courtroom.
The trial was about to begin, and Liza, her key witness, was already inside, sitting on the bench with her head bowed. Straightening her back, Rain quickly entered the room. Liza sat stiffly and she noticed how her hands trembled in her lap while her eyes fixed on the floor. The weight of the upcoming testimony was evident in the tension etched across her face.
“Liza,” Rain called softly as she approached.
Liza looked up, her eyes wide and full of uncertainty. “I don’t think I can do this,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Rain sat beside her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. “You can,” she said firmly. “I know it’s overwhelming, but you’ve come so far already. You’ve got the strength to get through this, and today is about seeking justice p>
Liza shook her head. “What if they don’t believe me? What if… they tear me apart on the stand p>
Rain’s expression softened as she leaned in closer. “They will try, but that’s why I’m here—to protect you, to make sure your voice is heard. You’re not alone in this, Liza. And remember, the truth is on your side. No matter what happens, you have the power to tell your story p>
Liza swallowed hard, her hands still shaking. “I’ve never been this scared before p>
“I know,” Rain replied, her voice calm but filled with determination. “But this fear you’re feeling? It’s the last obstacle before you finally take control of your life again. You’ve been through so much, and this is your chance to show your strength—to stand up for yourself and for others who might not have the courage p>
Tears welled in Liza’s eyes, but she nodded. “I just… I don’t want to fail p>
“You won’t,” Rain assured her. “You’re brave for even being here. That alone shows your strength. Just focus on telling the truth, and I’ll handle the rest p>
Liza exhaled deeply, her grip on her hands loosening slightly as she found a shred of calm in Rain’s words.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
Rain smiled softly. “You’ve got this. And I’ll be right there the whole time p>
With a final squeeze of Liza’s shoulder, Rain stood up, signalling that it was time. She took her place at the prosecutor’s table, feeling the eyes of the audience on her. She could see Liza sitting nearby, visibly anxious but holding herself together. Rain caught her eye and gave her a reassuring nod.
The judge entered, and the room stood in respect. With a swift rap of the gavel, the proceedings officially began.
“All rise,” the court clerk announced. “This court is now in session, presided over by Judge Sebastian Lane p>