Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Chapter 135: Any Playful Thoughts

Chapter 135: Any Playful Thoughts

Rain led Neil to the rooftop, where the view was expansive and calming. She ordered a bubble tea for him and then also bought a selection of snacks. Then she guided him to a nearby bench to sit. As Neil hesitated, she gently nudged the bag toward him.

Pushing the bag of snacks toward him, she added softly, "Go ahead, Neil. These are some of my favourites. Maybe they’ll help you relax a bit."

Neil took it and then sipped on the bubble tea. Rain smiled warmly, trying to ease the tension. She sat beside him, giving him enough space to feel comfortable, but staying close enough to offer quiet support.

"By the way, I’m Prosecutor Rain Clayton," she introduced herself, offering him her calling card, which he accepted with a nod.

Neil was fifteen and a close friend of Liza, the victim. Henry had spotted him in the CCTV footage from the night Liza was abducted by five gang members called the Savage Skulls while she was running an errand for her mother.

Although there were no direct witnesses, Henry’s sharp eye caught a glimpse of a boy in the same school uniform as Neil. After investigating who lived near Liza’s house and which male students she was close to, everything pointed to Neil. Henry believed Neil might have witnessed the crime.

After a moment, Rain pulled out her voice recorder and pressed the button. "I’m going to record our conversation, Neil. Is that alright with you?"

Neil glanced at her and nodded. "That’s fine, ma’am," he answered politely, his voice quiet but steady.

Rain offered him a reassuring smile. "Thank you, Neil. I’ve got a few questions to ask you about what happened," she said softly, her tone gentle. "But first, I want you to know that you can talk to me about anything. If you don’t feel comfortable answering something or need a break, just let me know, okay?"

Neil nodded, still a bit uneasy but clearly trying to compose himself. Rain continued carefully.

"Can you tell me why you ran away when Prosecutor Wayne tried approaching you last time?" she asked.

Neil shifted, fidgeting nervously. "I got scared. I thought he might be one of them... like those guys who... hurt Liza." His voice wavered, and Rain could see the fear still gripping him. "Since that night, I’ve been scared of anyone I don’t know, thinking they might be with those boys."

Rain nodded in understanding. "I see. It’s okay to feel scared, Neil. You’re safe now. Let’s take this one step at a time. Did you see Liza being taken by the gang members? Can you tell me anything that might help us understand what happened?"

Neil hesitated, his gaze dropping to the ground. Rain remained silent, giving him time to gather his thoughts. Finally, his voice came out shaky but determined. "Those boys... I saw them following Liza, so I followed them too. They grabbed her in a dim alley... They were rough, and then they took her away. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t have my phone with me because my mom doesn’t let me bring it to school."

Rain could see the pain in his expression and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I’m so sorry you had to witness that, Neil. You’re very brave for telling me. Do you remember anything about where they took her, or what they were saying?"

Neil wiped at his eyes, clearly overwhelmed. "They took her to an old warehouse near the docks. I heard them saying they couldn’t let anyone find out. I followed them, trying not to lose track of where they went, but... I couldn’t do anything."

Tears began to spill from Neil’s eyes as he continued, "I tried to get help as fast as I could, but one of the gang members saw me. He... he threatened me if I told anyone."

Rain’s heart ached for him. She squeezed his shoulder gently, offering what comfort she could. "You did the best you could, Neil. You’re safe now, and we’ll make sure they’re brought to justice."

Neil’s parents soon arrived, and Rain led him back to the office to meet them. After a brief introduction, she explained the situation and her intention to have Neil testify as a witness. She was relieved to find that Neil’s parents were cooperative, especially since they were close friends of Liza’s family and wanted justice as much as Rain did.

As they prepared to leave, Neil whispered with his head lowered, "I’m sorry I didn’t speak up sooner."

Rain gently patted his head. "What matters is that you found the courage to speak up now, Neil. Remember, bad people must be held accountable for their actions so they don’t hurt anyone else. It’s important to always have the courage to speak out and never turn a blind eye when we witness crimes or wrongdoing."

Neil nodded, his parents offering reassuring smiles as they left the office together. Rain let out a deep sigh of relief. Now, she just needed to meet with the victim to push the case toward trial.

Turning to Matt, she asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

Before Matt could respond, Henry cut in, "I’ll go with you if you’re planning to meet Liza." He glanced at Matt and added, "I’ve given him a task with a tight deadline, so he’s not available."

Rain raised an eyebrow. "But don’t you have other pending cases? I can handle this on my own."

Henry gave her a playful grin. "I want to tag along and see if you manage to talk to the victim. I might learn a tactic or two if you pull it off."

Rain rolled her eyes, scoffing, "Fine, suit yourself." She suspected Henry just wanted to see if she’d struggle with the sensitive conversation, given Liza’s trauma.

As she and Henry walked out of the office together, their three colleagues exchanged glances, clearly surprised.

"Looks like those two are starting to click," Jane muttered, her forehead creased in confusion.

"I know, right? They seem to be working in sync this early," Marlon added. "But what’s with Prosecutor Wayne’s killer smile? Should we remind him that Prosecutor Clayton is already married?"

"No need. Who knows? Prosecutor Clayton’s husband might show up soon and remind Prosecutor Wayne to back off from any playful thoughts he has about his wife," Matt remarked with a shrug.

Jane’s eyes widened as she turned to Matt and asked, "Wait, do you know who Prosecutor Clayton’s husband is?"

Matt smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Oh, I have a good guess. And trust me, if I’m right, Wayne’s playful thoughts will come to an abrupt end soon enough."

Jane’s eyes widened in curiosity. "Wait, are you serious? Who’s her husband? Spill it!"

Matt shrugged nonchalantly. "Let’s just say Prosecutor Clayton’s husband isn’t the type of guy you’d want to cross. Especially when it comes to his wife."

Marlon leaned forward, intrigued. "Is he that bad?"

Matt chuckled. "Depends on what you mean by ’bad.’ Let’s just say, Wayne’s ’killer smile’ would pale in comparison if Clayton’s husband decides to pay a visit."

Jane and Marlon exchanged looks, clearly even more intrigued now. Jane leaned in, lowering her voice. "Come on, Matt, give us something. Who is he?"

Matt simply winked, refusing to say more, leaving the others in suspense.