Unlucky

Alexander cursed under his breath, anxiety building as he realized how late it was. He feared he wouldn't make it to the party in time to stand by Rain's side before it ended. Worse, he needed to explain those photos—images of Carla hugging him, with a link to an article that Rain had sent. Since then, her phone had been unreachable, and it gnawed at him.

"Relax, Boss. We're landing soon," Tyron tried to calm him, but Alexander was anything but relaxed.

"Dammit… just make sure none of those photos leak! And I don't want to see more of those absurd nonsense articles in the media!" he snapped.

Tyron scratched his head, glancing at Alexander. "There aren't any photos online, Boss. I'm sure they were sent directly to Mrs. Lancaster only. The article was already removed, and we're monitoring in case anything pops up."