Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Chapter 162: Let’s Go Home

Chapter 162: Let’s Go Home

A tense silence hung in the air despite Alexander’s confident declaration. Doubt rippled through the crowd, and skeptical murmurs spread like wildfire.

"That can’t be Alexander Lancaster. Look at him!" one woman whispered harshly.

"Are we really supposed to believe he’s Liam Rock Lancaster’s son?" another muttered, eyeing Alexander from head to toe.

"But look at his clothes... Despite the dirt, isn’t that polo shirt and those pants from a high-end brand? And those shoes..."

"Don’t you know there are plenty of knock-offs now?"

Rain struggled to suppress another laugh at the ridiculousness of their comments, finding humour in the absurdity of the situation.

Dina once again seized the opportunity, her sneer quickly returning. "Don’t be ridiculous. Judge Darwin can’t even see properly without his glasses, and Sebastian isn’t confirming anything either," she spat, clinging to her denial. "This man can’t possibly be Alexander Lancaster."

Rain, unfazed by Dina’s desperate attempt to turn the crowd against them, let out a sigh. Her eyes glinted with a calm determination as she gently grabbed Alexander’s arm.

Before, Rain had no intention of wasting energy on these people. All she wanted was to leave quietly with Alexander and her Aunt Melanie. But something shifted—she suddenly found herself in a mischievous mood. Her spirits were lifted the moment Alexander stood tall and declared not just his real name, but proudly announced to everyone that she was his wife.

"And Rain Clayton is my wife."

Those words echoed in her mind, playing over and over in Alexander’s voice, like a melody that made her heart flutter. It was as if his declaration had ignited a spark within her, and she was now fully ready to engage, no longer holding back.

Raising her brows, she questioned, "You all still have doubts?"

At that moment, one of the waiters discreetly approached and handed Rain a pack of wet wipes. "Let’s clear things up then," Rain said softly with a smile.

She stepped closer to Alexander and began wiping his face, the dirt and grease smudging the cloth with every stroke. The crowd watched, their anticipation growing as the layers of dirt faded away, revealing the unmistakable features of the Lancaster heir.

Gasps echoed across the garden as Alexander’s sharp, distinguished features were laid bare. His piercing eyes and chiselled jawline left no room for doubt. Rain wiped the last trace of grease from his face and stepped back, holding his hand with a gentle smile.

Judge Darwin, who had been squinting the entire time, suddenly straightened up, his expression shifting from confusion to recognition. "Alexander! Oh, it’s really you!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with astonishment.

Alexander remained stoic as ever.

But Dina, still clinging to her delusion, deliberately shook her head. "No! Judge Darwin must be mistaken. This is all some trick!"

Sebastian crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed the unfolding drama. "This is interesting," he said, his tone dripping with amusement. Rain shot him an irritated glare, frustrated by his apparent enjoyment of the situation. He simply shrugged, clearly relishing the spectacle before him, unfazed by the chaos surrounding them.

"Boss!" Tyron called out, stepping forward just as Dina was about to speak again. The arrival of Alexander’s executive assistant shifted the attention of the crowd. Whispers erupted among the guests.

"Isn’t he the executive assistant to the CEO of Lancaster Group, Mr. Tyron Han?" someone remarked, recognition dawning on many faces.

Tyron was a familiar figure at every event where Alexander Lancaster was invited, always representing him in his absence. The sight of him only intensified the tension in the air, causing Dina’s face to turn pale as she recognized him, the color draining from her cheeks.

"Boss, I brought a new suit for you. Let’s get you changed," Tyron suggested, his tone professional yet urgent.

Alexander glanced at his wristwatch, irritation flickering across his features. "I don’t think that’s necessary right now. I’ve had enough entertainment for the evening. It’s time for me to leave—with my wife and Aunt Melanie."

Turning his focus back to Paul, Alexander’s voice dropped, edged with menace. "I didn’t come here empty-handed, especially not after your little stunt at your firm’s anniversary. You tried to drug my wife and abduct her. Did you really think I would let that go?"

The murmurs among the reporters intensified, cameras clicking as they caught every moment. "What’s that? Paul Smith drugged his wife?" one journalist shouted, eager for answers.

"Mr. Lancaster, what do you mean by that?" another reporter pressed.

Before Paul could gather himself to retaliate, a group of police officers pushed through the crowd, their authoritative presence commanding immediate attention.

"Mr. Paul Smith, you are under arrest for administering a controlled cubstance without consent, sexual assault, attempted abduction, and conspiracy to bribe opposing counsel during an ongoing trial," one officer stated, stepping forward with unwavering confidence. "Additionally, you are being charged with obstruction of justice and tampering with evidence under your firm’s supervision."

Gasps rippled through the crowd, the weight of the officer’s words sinking in. The atmosphere shifted dramatically, as whispers of disbelief filled the air. Paul’s face contorted in rage, disbelief flickering in his eyes. "You can’t be serious! This is absurd! I haven’t done anything wrong!" he protested, his voice rising in as he struggled against the officers’ grip.

He glared at Alexander, hissing, "You’ll regret this! You think you can just—"

But Alexander cut him off, his voice sharp and deadly. "I can!"

The officers tightened their grip, leaving Paul with no choice but to glare at Alexander as they led him away. Murmurs of shock and intrigue rippled through the garden.

Alexander ignored everyone as he grasped Rain’s hand firmly and turned to her. "Let’s go home."

Then he looked at her father, adding, "We’ll bring Aunt Melanie with us for now. Do you agree to let her take a vacation with us for a while? If not, we’ll drop her off at Clayton Mansion, since I assume you and your family will be busy from here onwards..."

Rain held her breath, staring at her father, hoping he would agree despite his stunned expression. "Father, let Aunt Melanie come with me for now," she muttered.

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