Rain hesitated, her discomfort growing. She had long distanced herself from her father's name, but she couldn't avoid the question. "Yes," she finally answered, her voice strained. "He's my father."
Before the conversation could go further, Rock smoothly stepped in, his voice calm yet purposeful. "Don't you two need to discuss business?" he asked, giving Alexander a knowing look. "Why not continue over dinner and take Attorney Clayton along? I'm sure she's hungry by now."
Rain glanced at Rock, appreciating the subtle way he shifted the attention from her, and gave him a small, grateful smile. Alexander caught the cue and nodded. "That's a good idea. Let's wrap this up over dinner," he agreed, turning to Rain. "Shall we?"
