New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 14

Chapter 14, He will be mine

Alex woke up to an empty side of the bed. He headed downstairs and found Lisa in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, greeting her. "Good morning, babe." He planted a soft kiss on her cheek.

However, Lisa's response was muted, her mind preoccupied with the lingering scent of alcohol on Alex's clothes. Instead of

reciprocating his greeting, she hummed softly.

Sensing something amiss, Alex pulled away slightly and leaned against the counter, studying her expression.

"Is everything okay, Lisa? Are you feeling alright, or is it your stitches bothering you?"

Lisa sighed, turning off the stove and facing him with crossed arms. "I'm fine," she replied curtly, her tone chilly. Noticing the change in her demeanor, Alex pressed further. "Why the cold tone, then?"

Lisa hesitated before speaking up. "Where did you really go last night?"

Alex hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I told you last night, that I was bust at the office."

Lisa shook her head, her expression firm. "You're lying, Alex. Your clothes reek of alcohol"

Alex's heart sank as he realized he had been caught. He paused, searching for the right words.

Finally, he admitted, "I did go to a club and had a few drinks, but that's all. I didn't do anything wrong.

Lisa looked at him sadly, her disappointment evident. "Why lie to me, Alex? You could have just told me the truth."

Alex ran a hand through his hair, feeling guilty. "I know, and I'm sorry. I just didn't want to disappoint you. I made a promise, and I couldn't keep it"

Lisa stepped closer, wrapping her arms around him in a comforting embrace. "You can tell me anything, Alex. I'll try to understand."

Alex returned the bug gratefully, feeling a mix of relief and remorse.

going to continue cooking breakfast. You go

"Yeah"

at Claire and Alex

portrait of Alex and Claire,

ambition. She promised herself that she would make Alex marry her, no

team the task of brainstorming innovative ideas for Cortex 2.0. She sat in her office, a sense of excitement bubbling within her as she prepared for the upcoming meeting. Claire had

she gathered her thoughts, her secretary Sandra entered the room. "Good morning, Claire. Are you ready for

nodded with a smile. "Absolutely, Sandra. Let's

to the meeting room where the team had already assembled. Claire greeted everyone warmly,

morning, everyone. I hope you've had a productive week brainstorming ideas for Cortex

each team has

made an announcement. "I'll be randomly calling

each team presented their innovative concepts. It was a serious and focused atmosphere,

"Fantastic work, everyone. Your Ideas are truly inspiring and creative. I'm proud to have such talented and hardworking

the meeting Claire was the first to leave the room, heading back to her office. Once inside, she opened the team presentations once more, reviewing each

her secretary to call jack. The only person she currently trust in

Matthew since technology is also his thing and

Jack arrived, followed by Matthew fifteen

and asked, "Claire, why did you call

sit as well. "I wanted to discuss the presentations with both of you. I value your insights and opinions and since you Jack, are the only person I trust in

office was tense as she, Jack, and Matthew discussed the earlier presentation from the team to choose the winner. They were deep in conversation when Robert burst in, his irritation palpable

raised her eyebrows at Robert's sudden entrance. "I'm sure you know the basics of knocking, Robert? What

held a meeting for

"Yes, and?"

first

will be leading this project." "Don't you remember who I am, Claire? I am still a part of the Metacortex corporation, and

is Jack doing

president; his opinion matters the most in this company. Aren't you forgetting that?" Robert's eyes then shifted to Matthew, a man he didn't recognize. "And who is he? He's not even an employee." Claire smiled faintly. "Matthew is

You can join us. But keep up because this project is going to be significant, unlike the

bristled at Claire's mocking tone, reminded that he used