Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Chapter 143: We’ll Leave Soon

Chapter 143: We’ll Leave Soon

"Boss, Sir Sebastian’s eyes are boring holes into you," Tyron whispered, glancing at the judge. They were seated at the back, while Rain remained oblivious, focused intently on the trial about to begin.

Alexander smirked, "I’m sure he’s dying to know why I’m here. I wouldn’t be surprised if he already has an idea—after all, his father met Rain during the exhibit when she was with me." He shrugged casually.

Sebastian Lane was the son of Chief Justice Darwin Lane, a close friend of Alexander’s father. While they were friends, their bond wasn’t as close as Alexander’s relationship with Eric. Sebastian was also three years older than both him and Eric.

The air in the courtroom was thick with tension as the proceedings began. Alexander ignored Sebastian’s stare and simply had his eyes focused on his wife as she stood at the prosecutor’s table.

Sebastian Lane banged his gavel, his voice resonating throughout the room. "Court is now in session. The case before us today involves serious allegations of gang rape and physical abuse against the defendants. Prosecutor Rain Clayton, you may proceed."

Alexander couldn’t help but smile proudly as he watched Rain exude confidence. She stood tall, her voice steady and commanding as she addressed the court.

"Thank you, Your Honor. Today, we are here to seek justice for Liza Torres, a victim of a heinous crime committed by the five defendants seated before you." She gestured toward the group of young men, their expressions a mix of arrogance and disdain.

"Liza was simply running an errand for her mother when she was ambushed by these men," Rain continued, her gaze unwavering. "She was dragged into an alley and subjected to unimaginable horror. I would like to call Liza Torres to the stand."

Rain turned to Liza, offering her an encouraging smile. "You can do this," she whispered as Liza stood, her hands trembling slightly.

As Liza approached the stand, Rain felt a mixture of pride and anxiety for her. The judge, Sebastian Lane, nodded for her to take her seat, and Liza swallowed hard, looking out at the courtroom filled with expectant eyes.

"Liza, can you please state your full name for the record?" Rain began, her voice steady but warm.

"Liza... Liza Torres," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Thank you, Liza. Now, can you tell us what happened on the day of the incident?" Rain asked gently.

Liza took a deep breath. "I was just going to buy something my mom asked for. I didn’t think anything would happen. I was... I was just a few blocks away when they grabbed me."

Rain nodded, encouraging her to continue. "And what did you see when they approached you?"

"They... they were laughing. I tried to scream, but they covered my mouth," Liza’s voice quivered, tears brimming in her eyes. "They dragged me away, and I thought I was going to die."

Rain stepped forward slightly, her heart aching for Liza. "Can you describe what happened once they took you?"

Liza wiped a tear from her cheek and continued, her voice growing stronger. "They... they took me to an alley. There were five of them. They hurt me. They didn’t care that I was scared. I kept begging them to stop, but they just laughed."

The courtroom fell silent, the tension heavy in the air. Alexander watched as Liza, the victim, struggled to recount the horrific events that had happened to her. Despite her evident pain, she bravely pushed through, her voice trembling but steady. Rain’s careful words and encouragement guided her, and Liza eventually managed to finish her testimony.

Rain felt a surge of pride at Liza’s strength. "Thank you, Liza. I have no further questions."

Just then, the defendant’s representative stood up, his tone dripping with condescension. "Liza, isn’t it true that you were out alone at night? Doesn’t that show you were being reckless?"

"Objection, Your Honor!" Rain interjected sharply, her voice strong and unwavering. "This line of questioning is purely an attempt to victim-blame and has no relevance to the facts of this case. It doesn’t matter where she was or why—what happened to her is indefensible."

Judge Sebastian Lane looked at the defense attorney and calmly replied, "Sustained."

Alexander sighed quietly, impressed by Rain’s composure and tenacity. He wasn’t one to linger at a court trial that didn’t directly concern him, but watching Rain in her element, fiercely defending her client, made it hard to tear his eyes away.

Just as Rain was about to call the witness to the stand, Tyron leaned in and whispered, "Boss, I think we need to leave soon. That client meeting won’t wait forever. And it seems this trial isn’t wrapping up today—it’ll probably take another three days, at least."

Alexander glanced at Tyron but didn’t move. He could sense the trial stretching out, yet something about Rain’s determination kept him glued to his seat. "We’ll leave soon," he muttered, eyes still fixed on the courtroom proceedings.

A few moments later, Tyron sighed, shifting restlessly in his seat. It was nearly lunchtime, and he couldn’t believe how long his boss had been sitting there without reviewing a single document or signing anything. Usually, Alexander would never stay this still for so long.

’He said we’d leave soon, but at this rate... I feel like we’ll end up eating the packed lunch with Mrs. Lancaster right here in the courtroom!’ Tyron thought to himself, shaking his head. He glanced at Alexander, who was still focused intently on the trial, clearly more captivated by by his wife’s performance than by any business meeting.

The courtroom was tense, filled with the murmur of hushed conversations as Mrs. Lancaster delivered her argument. The gang rape case had been grueling, filled with emotional testimonies and sharp exchanges between the defense and prosecution.

"Your Honor, the evidence clearly demonstrates that the defendants acted with malicious intent—"

Judge Sebastian Lane raised his hand, cutting Rain off mid-sentence. His calm yet firm voice carried through the courtroom.

"Ms. Clayton, we’ll continue this after the recess. It’s almost 12:30, and we’ll adjourn for lunch. Court will resume at 1:30 sharp," he announced, glancing at the clock above his bench.

A collective sigh of relief seemed to pass through the room as the tension lifted, if only temporarily. "Finally," Tyron muttered under his breath, his stomach grumbling in protest. He was starving at this point. But before he could relax, he noticed his Boss suddenly stand up from his seat.

"Boss, where are you going?" Tyron asked, noticing the dark expression clouding Alexander’s face. His eyes followed Alexander’s gaze and froze when he saw the source of his irritation—a man whispering something to Rain.

Tyron gulped. It was Mrs. Lancaster’s paralegal, someone his Boss was already familiar with, thanks to Matt, who had sent over profiles of everyone working closely with Mrs. Lancaster. Yet, the look on his Boss’s face told a different story.

"Seriously? He knows that’s her paralegal... So why does he look like he wants to kill him?" Tyron hummed to himself, still in disbelief that the usually composed, unbothered Alexander was this possessive over his wife.

"I wonder if he’s even realized how hard he’s already fallen for his wife?" Tyron mused to himself, watching the scene unfold with amusement.

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