New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Discovering

Alex stood on his balcony at his penthouse, his phone pressed to his ear as he paced back and forth. Frustration and worry clouded his features as he tried to call Claire once again, knowing deep down that she wouldn't answer, Claire had blocked his number weeks ago, and the divorce hadn't changed that fact.

Sinking onto the couch, Alex let out a harsh sigh. The article about their divorce lingered in his mind, despite Christian's efforts to handle the media fallout. Lisa, noticing his distress, came over and sat next to him, her brow furrowing with concern "What's bothering you, Alex?" Lis asked softly.

Alex explained about the article and how it had left him feeling uneasy. "The Harris family has always been private. Such news about our personal lives shouldn't be plastered all over the internet," he said, frustration evident in his voice, Lisa Jeaned against his shoulder.

"Why is it such a big deal if people find out?"

"As I said, our lives needs to be private. Cause it can damaged our reputation and affect our stock market."

Lisa placed her hand on Alex cheek, offering comfort. "I understand, Alex But try not to let it consume you. Everything will be okay."

Back at the party, Claire spotted Gretta at the buffet table, her eyes narrowing slightly. Swallowing her annoyance, she approached Gretta with a friendly smile, deciding to address the issue head-on

"Hi, Gretta," Claire said with a smile, trying to keep her tone pleasant.

Gretta turned to her with a polite smile, unaware of Claire's inner turmoil. "Oh, hello, Claire. Lovely party, isn't it?"

"It is. You really did a good job preparing it."

"Oh, thank you, Claire. After all it is Mick's birthday and it have to be special."

Claire nodded, her eyes subtly glancing at the necklace around Gretta's neck. "Indeed. And that necklace you're wearing, it's stunning

Gretta's hand instinctively rose to touch the necklace, her smile glowing with pride under the bright lights. "Thank you, Claire. It's one of my favorites." her voice tinged with satisfaction

"If you don't mind me asking, where did you get it?"

"Oh, it is a gift from Robert."

"Where did Robert get it?"

H

nonchalantly, her smile unwavering "I'm not sure,

she noted Gretta's subtle avoidance of eye

Claire could delve deeper, three other women joined the conversation, showering Gretta with compliments about her party and, of course, her necklace. They inquired about the type of stone adorning the necklace. Gretta beamed proudly, her demeanor bordering

"It's a

lightly. Gretta's head turned towards her, a hint of confusion in her expression as she asked if

a composed smile, Claire leaned

ruby and sapphire. It's actually a combination of Painite, Red Beryl, and Alexandrite. Three of the rarest gemstones in the world. I must say.

Claire's knowledge and confident demeanor. Gretta's smile faltered slightly as she struggled to

eyebrow. "I'm surprised you don't know the stones in your own jewelry. Most women who own such exquisite pieces are quite

who had joined the conversation nodded in agreement

"Are you even the real

surface as she wished for Claire

Of course, Gretta is the owner. She's

other ladies joined in Claire's laughter, easing the tension in the

if you don't mind me

"I'm Claire Peterson."

are the new CEO of the Metacortex corporation, aren't

her head. "I wouldn't say new but in short

told

Gretta existence was being forgotten as they were caught up in a conversation until Claire excused herself gracefully, leaving Gretta feeling a

her wit and charm to stir up reactions, even if it meant

simmering anger in her eyes. She

confirm her suspicions. That necklace

to mind, how did Gretta gets

reside at her family house. Claire can't help thinking about the

company and trying to take what's

a mental

to her table, she was stopped in her tracks by a guy named Dennis. He seemed to know her, but Claire couldn't recall

dirty blonde hair and 5'9 feet tall. Claire observed him carefully as

he said with a

"Claire Peterson."

So, you