New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Mum's request

Matthew's phone calls led him through a maze of information, piecing together details about the car crash from three years ago

His informant, a well-connected individual with access to confidential information, finally provided a crucial piece of the puzzle the name of the drunk driver, Allan Smith, who had tragically died six months after the incident.

Frowning with suspicion, Matthew pressed his informant for more details about Allan Smith's death.

"How did he die?" he asked, his voice edged with urgency.

The informant sighed briefly before responding, "It was natural causes. Heart failure."

Matthew processed this information, his mind racing with possibilities. Thanking his informant, he swiftly made his way to Claire's apartment, his determination fueling his steps.

Meanwhile, Claire, still grappling with the grief of her parents' untimely death, found solace in revisiting their belongings. She opened a box that had remained untouched, containing her mother's cherished items. A bittersweet smile crossed her lips as she discovered her mother's diary and a photo album filled with precious memories.

Flipping through the pages of the photo album, Claire's heart swelled with nostalgia and longing. It was then that a folded letter slipped out, catching her attention.

Setting aside the photo album, she picked up the letter, recognizing her mother's familiar handwriting.

As Claire unfolded the letter, tears welled up in her eyes. The words penned by her mother's hand carried a profound emotional weight. If you're reading this, it means I'm no longer with you

The letter began, echoing the pain of loss that Claire still felt keenly. Claire continued to read, her mother's voice seeming to resonate through the written words.

How are you doing sweetie? I hope you are doing well and living your life to the fullest.

Don't worry about me, dear. I am doing fine with your father.

This may be too much to ask, but I have favor to ask you my dear. I hope you don't mind.

There is this art club that I was a part of, and I want you to help them by funding their club.

I know this is a lot to ask however, the club is where I spend most of my time with when you are too busy.

They have incredible artist and I want the world to know about their talent.

I'm sorry if it trouble you, dear.

Just know that I love you always, mum.

and she knew she had to honor her mother's legacy in

a haven for talented artists who lacked sufficient funding to fully

letter gently on the table, Claire glanced at a photo in the album, her mother captured in a moment of joy among the artists

Matthew arrived at Claire's apartment, he found her lost ina mix

eyes reflecting a blend

my mother left for me," she

Matthew took a seat next beside

to fund an art club for children filled with skillful and passionate

"How did

mum find

mention she spend

time there especially when

realize how much of a workaholic she was until she

you think, I'm

eyes widen in disbelief by Claire

you are not

his hand on her shoulder in

don't know where you get the idea of you being selfish, but you are the least selfish person I know. If you are selfish, you wouldn't help me nor Anna and Eric. What your mum meant is for you to stop

tell me

Claire placed both her hands on her head feeling frustrated by the fact she can't think or come up with an

down, Claire. You need to be calm in order to think. While you are figuring that out, I got information

turned to Matthew her

the information about the

Matthew nodded.

some information about the drunk driver you

eagerly. "What did you

Matt?"

massed away about six

relayed the news. "The drunk driver's name was Allan Smith, but he passed away

"He died?" she repeated,

his tone apologetic.

Claire stood up

disbelief swirling inside her.

it

off her

couldn't shake