Chapter 62: Where He Stood
It had been a while since Alexander had slept in his bedroom at the ancestral mansion, and he was trying to convince himself that it was the reason he couldn’t sleep at all. But deep down, he knew better.
As he sat in his office, yawning every few minutes, he cursed under his breath. "Damn!" He couldn’t focus on anything if this continued.
"It’s her fault," he muttered, stubbornly blaming Rain for his restless night. It was unlike him to point fingers so irrationally, but last night had been different. His thoughts had been plagued by memories of Rain at his penthouse, and to his embarrassment, those memories had led to something he hadn’t experienced before—a wet dream.
It was humiliating, something he never thought would happen to him again, and it left him feeling off balance and irritated.
He flinched when his door swung open. Eric strode in and announced, "Rain Clayton resigned from Smith Law Firm. Do you know about this?"
"If you’re here just to gossip, get out," Alexander grunted.
Eric clicked his tongue and settled into the sofa. "My father wants me to recruit her for our firm. But I heard she’s taken a position at the Meta City Prosecution Office. There are some funny rumors about why she left Smith Law Firm just days after starting."
Alexander frowned and turned his attention to Eric. "I thought you weren’t interested in gossip," he said.
Eric smirked. "How about a cup of coffee outside? You look like you could use one."