"I see," Isla said with a meaningful smile.
"You can leave now. I'll organize the evidence," she said to Leonie.
For now, the rumors could be set aside; the most pressing issue was Ezekiel's case.
"Alright." Leonie nodded and turned to leave.
The atmosphere felt awkward, and she didn't want to stay any longer.
She pushed open Isla's office door, only to see Alaric standing there with a dark expression.
"What are you doing here?" Leonie asked instinctively.
"Why shouldn't I be here?" Alaric retorted sarcastically.
"Is your matter resolved?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Miss Wellington is organizing the evidence," Leonie replied.
"Don't forget tonight's charity gala. You'll be attending as my girlfriend," Alaric said, deliberately emphasizing the word "girlfriend."
It was clear
