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.

surge of determination mingled with sorrow. Her mother's plea touched her deeply, and she knew she had to honor her mother's

was a haven for talented artists who lacked sufficient

artists of the art club. The image spoke volumes about the importance of art and community in her mother's life, igniting a sense

apartment, he found her lost ina mix of emotions. "Claire," he said

up, her eyes reflecting

found something that my mother left for me," she explained,

it?" Matthew took a seat

fund an art club for children filled with skillful and passionate talent."

"How did

your mum

letter she mention

time there especially when I was busy

guiltiness. She hadn't realize how much of a workaholic she was

think, I'm

widen in disbelief

you are not selfish,

place his hand on her shoulder in a comforting way and gaze

me nor Anna and Eric. What your mum meant is for you to stop working so much

me what to

Claire placed both her hands on her head feeling frustrated by the fact she can't

need to be calm in order to think. While you are figuring that out,

Matthew her interest

found the information about the

Matthew nodded.

to dig up some information about

forward eagerly. "What did you

Matt?"

massed away about six

drunk driver's name was Allan Smith, but he passed away months after the

"He died?" she repeated, her brow

apologetic. "Yes,

Claire stood up

a mixture of frustration and disbelief swirling inside

it

off her

Claire couldn't shake