Chapter Six

"I'm sorry, Miss Sinclair. It is the weekend,which means all bail activities are completely on hold," the attorney said regretfully.She had waited throughout the morning to hear from him, and his news was just this bad.

"To be honest, Lydia, even if the legal processes are ongoing..." a second voice wavered in despair as he continued, "we can barely do a thing. This case is... it's really complicated. You are tied down. Extremely."

Zane arrived a few minutes after one of the family lawyer did. He was one of her closest acquaintances. Having graduated from college together, their friendship never wavered. And he was known as much more competent and efficient than most. Hearing such words from him rendered her hopeless.

But who would want her tied down this way?

She barely had any enemies of her own, except someone trying to target her family. But why her?

With her position in the house, she should be the last. 

"But why..." She let out a heavy sigh dejectedly.

"Who would do this to me?"She bit her lip hard, drawing blood.

Zane extended his hands towards her open hand on the table, held it solemnly, and whispered, "Lydia, look at me. Look."She slowly raised her chin forcing herself to meet his gaze.

The warmth in his eyes was comforting. "I believe you. I really do. I know you wouldn't do anything like this. I mean, what would you possibly gain from doing such a thing?

I didn't know you to be a gold digger. You're not poor.You don't even need to prove yourself.

There's nothing that could change my mind about you. But I'm really sorry. There's little we can do for now," he sighed regretfully.

"But trust me, we will keep pushing before your scheduled court hearing."

Lydia gave a weak nod, then shook her head. "Thanks, really."

Yes, she wasn't at all happy with the situation, but his reassurance and the fact that he didn't doubt her was appeasing.

Her emotions were still riled up, refusing to settle down. Her mother doubted and She did feel like her mother already even gave up on her as a daughter.So soon?

Suddenly, her thoughts were cut short as her head snapped to look at the figure whose presence seemed to have occupied the whole place.

"Sir, do you have any connection with the detainee?" the police station captain was speaking to someone familiar.

Adrian.

Adrian stood tall in his tailored suit,his dark eyes cutting through the place and locking onto her that exact moment.Lydia stared back at him with a confused face.

"Miss Sinclair is my fiancée," She managed to hear him say that, though she was not hearing their conversation clearly. Lydia was stunned.

Has he really been keeping up with this stunt from then till now?

And his useless brother didn't show up?

So much for a perfect fiancee.No.So befitting of a scum

"We'll continue, but not today. Since there's no magistrate proceedings holding sessions on a Saturday..." The family attorney added .

"Then it's a good thing I didn't ask a magistrate."

Adrian walked confidently towards them, his expression unreadable. He tossed a paper onto the table, making the two men straightened up at the table.

"An emergency order. Signed an hour ago by Appellate Judge Ryker. You are being released into my personal custody until the arraignment hearing on Tuesday, and furthermore" 

Judge Ryker? Lydia was puzzled, as much as the lawyers seemed to be.

"How did you get Judge Ryker to sign this on a weekend? "

The lawyers were also amazed at how he managed to pull it off. At some point, they glanced twice at the document to make sure it was authentic.

Adrian smiled faintly. "Let's just say the judge likes his secrets kept, and I like keeping them."His eyes rolled over and lingered more than necessary on the two lawyers before resting back on the stressed-looking Lydia.

"Would your men mind excusing us?" 

His gaze returned to the men. He said with a calm demeanor, "Gentlemen, run along."

Lydia reluctantly nodded at them. When they were about to leave, Zane turned," In any case,I'm just out.Anytime you need me,Lydia"

"No need for now," Adrian said dismissively,warranting a hostile look from Zane.

"Why are you here? What do you want?" She asked hoarsely. 

He didn't answer right away. Instead, he dropped into one of the chairs across from her, crossing his legs with fine poise

"Here," he slid another paper across to her—a printed contract document.

She hesitantly took it.

Her eyes widened as soon as she read the content."You really want me to get married to you?"

"Yes."