Chapter 89: The Pool
At Lancaster Group Building
"Wow, we finished early! This is a first!" Tyron gleefully hummed as he held the door open for his boss. It wasn’t even five yet, and they were already heading home—Tyron was loving it. He was looking forward to getting home early more often in the future.
He quickly realized that his boss getting married was the best thing that could have ever happened to him. If this kept up, he’d have less work and more free time.
Normally, his boss would stay late, which meant Tyron had to work overtime as well. He never complained, though—his pay was excellent, and his boss was generous with bonuses. But the prospect of more free time like this was a welcome change. "I can finally go out and have some fun," he thought to himself, his eyes brimming with excitement.
Alexander didn’t comment seeing Tyron’s smiles and murmuring, he simply shook his head and let his assistant on his own world. He simply bid Tyron farewell as he walked to his car.
His father had messaged him earlier, mentioning that Rain had prepared dinner and that he should come home early. He also mentioned that Eric would be joining them.
Alexander’s face twitched in annoyance—Eric was relentless in his efforts to formally meet Rain, even going directly to his father to get an invitation, knowing Alexander would never have invited him himself.
Fifteen minutes later, Alexander arrived at the ancestral mansion. He frowned when he saw Eric’s car parked nearby. "He’s early," he muttered, glancing at his wristwatch. It was only five-thirty.
"Eric is early," he remarked to Ben as soon as he was inside. "Where is he?" he asked curiously.
"Oh, he was with Mr. Rock a while ago," Ben replied.
"And Rain?" Alexander hummed.