New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex)
Chapter 60

Chapter 60 It's take

"What are you doing?" Alex's mice was clipped, his demeanor clearly not pleased.

Christian glanced up, unfazed by Alex's

Alex crossed

"Taking care of air. She's hurt."

over his chest, his voice dripping with sarcasm "I'm sure Claire can take care of herself perfectly fine, just like she ludes her identity."

Carolled her eyes at Alex's comment. "Why? Are you jealous?"

Alex direcord his attention back to her. "What are you still doing here, Claire?

Claire raised her eyebrows in admissive manner. "I feel sad for you, Alex."

Alex's drown deepened, confused by her cryptic remark "What do you mean by that?"

Claire shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips. She chose not to elaborate further, frustrating Alex even more. Determined to get answers, Alexwalked into the office and stood in front of Claire, towering over her smaller frame. Claire stood up, not barking down as she met Alex's gaze. "You should apologize to me," she stated firmly

Alex laughed mockingly. "Why would apologize to you?"

Claire's tone tumed bitter. "If only you low who's leaking information about your wedding to your mum

Alex seyes widened in shock at Clage's words. He grabbed her arm in a moment of frustration, causing her to hiss in pain. Quickly realizing his mistake, Alexi loosened his grip and demanded, "What do you mean by that?

ded to show him the evidence. She retrieved her phone

Claire smirked, still not willing to divulge all the details. However, seeing the fury in Alex's eyes, she decided to from her hag and played the voice recording that Matthew had sent her the previous day

"Yes, my acting was believable. Alexander evenfell for it, believing it was Claire who leaked the information to his mother."

As the recording played, Alex's face became unreadable. "It's fake," he muttered, trying to deny the truth

Claire's bemess was evident as she replied, "Think whatever you want." She pulled her am away and left the office.

Christian, who had been observing the tense exchange, spoke up cautiously. "Are you alright, Alex?"

Alextumed to him, his mind racing with disbelief. "That voice in the secording wasn't Lisa, right?"

Christian hesitated, as he had only heard Lisa's voice once during a phone call with Alex. "I don't know for sure," he admitted, feeling uncertain.

Feeling anxious and betrayed, Alex decided to call Lisa. However, his call went straight to voicemail, adding to his growing unease. He headed to the lobby, wh he tried his ear beys and drove to his penthouse where

Upon arriving, Alex called out for Lisa, but there was no response. Amaid appeared, and Alex's toile was heated with anger as he demanded to know where Lisa was The maid, feeling intimidated, lowered her gaze. "Ms. Lisa headed out, str," she replied softly. Moments later, the door to the penthouse opened, revealing Lisa with a handful of shopping bags.

"Alex, look at all these clothes bought for tomorrow! I want to make a great impression to your parents," Lisa exclaimed, her voice filled with enthusiasen. Alexamind, however, was peoccupied with the voice recording that claire had played at the office earlier. He struggled to calm his anger as he turned to face Lisa "Did you leakche information to my mother?" Alex's question hung heavily in the air, his tone serious,

Lia's eyes widened in surprise and inence as she shook her head. "No, Alex, I didn't. I would never do something like that." Alexpressed on, his voice becoming colder. "Are you sue? Tell me the truth."

Lisa remained adamant in her denial til Alex mentioned the voice recording Claire had played, suggesting that Lisa could have manipulated him into accusing Claire

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Lisa's eyes widened in realization, her voice trembling as she tried to explain. "No, Alex, you've misunderstood. I didn't mean to make you accuse Claire.

It was a

Alex's posture stiffened, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at Lisa with a cold gaze. It was the first time he had looked at her this way, and Lisa telt apang of quilt and fear. "Explain," Alex demanded,

1, histone anwavering.

Lisa, resorting to one of her tactics, began to cry, her words coming out in sobs as she tried to convey her feelings.

*jost wanted to meet your parents, Alex telt pressured because of what Clare said about spending time with a mother-in-law and how you don't love me because you didn't introduce me to your parents."

Alex sighed heavily: "Why did you tell me it was Clase who leaked it?"

peace,"

Lisa struggled to find the right words amilst her tears. "Because Claire always ruin everything! And I thought by doing it will give me a moment of pe Alex shook his head, Terling a mix of frustration and regret. "I teel stupid for blaming Claire now. Lisa, tears streaming down her lace, looked up at Alex. "Wire do you care so much about how you act towards Claire?" she blurted out, her emotions to desd vulnerable

firfute Adex could tequat, si rished to their room and slammed the doorbell her, leaving Alex standing in the living rooms, his mind in anbaibaand ot

Alex sighed harshly, realizing that the situation had spiraled out of control. He decided it was best to leave and clear his mind.

Alex sat at his desk in his office, surrounded by paperwork. He decided to spend his entire day at the office completing his work and try to push away his argument

with Lisa.

His phone buzzed, indicating an incoming call from his mother. Alex hesitated for a moment, knowing the conversation would likely revolve around introducing Lesa to his parents. Reluctantly, he answered the call.

"Hi, Mum," Alex greeted her, his tone tired but polite.

"Alex, dear, I was wondering if you will bring Lisa tomorrow," his mother's voice came through the phone.

Alexsighed inwardly, running a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry, Mum, but I've got a lot on my plate Maybe next time?"

There was a disappointed tone in his mother's response, "Oh, alright then. Take care, dear."

"Thanks, Mum. Talk to you later," Alex said, ending the call quickly. He wasn't in the mood for small talk or discussions about relationships.

As he returned to his work, a fleeting thought crossed his mind about whether he should apologize to Claire for their recent accusations against each other. However, the memory of Claire's accusations kept him from making any hasty decisions. Meanwhile, at the Metacortex building, Claire sat in her office, eagerly awaiting the arrival of Matthew.

Just as she anticipated, Matthew entered her office with a small flash drive in hand. Claire's eyes lit up with anticipation. "Did you get it?" she asked eagerly. Matthew nodded, a grin forming on his face. "Got it right here." He handed the flash drive to Claire, who wasted no time inserting it into her computer.

The screen flickered to life, displaying surveillance footage from the day of the incident.

Claire watched intently, replaying the footage several times before slowing it down to scrutinize specific details. She zoom in on the license plate, but it remain blurry.

Using her skill, she applied enhancements to the footage, worlding swiftly to clear the blur.

Within minutes, the previously unreadable license plate became clear. LT 67 UEN.

Without wasting a moment, she began tracking the plate number, tapping into databases, and using her connections to identify Got it,"