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.

with sorrow. Her mother's plea touched her deeply, and she knew she had to honor her mother's legacy in a meaningful way. "Oh, mother, nothing is too much for

club was a haven for talented artists who lacked sufficient funding to

joy among the artists of the art club.

found her lost ina mix of emotions. "Claire,"

eyes reflecting a

left for me," she explained, gesturing towards the

seat next beside Claire

art club for children filled with skillful and passionate talent." "Children?"

"How did

your mum find this

letter she mention she spend so much

especially when I

hadn't realize how much

you think,

in disbelief by Claire sudden

course you are not selfish,

her shoulder in a comforting way and

know. If you are selfish, you wouldn't help me nor Anna and Eric. What your

me what

what first steps, she should do. "That is. I don't know what to do." Claire placed both her hands on her

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

turned to Matthew

the information

Matthew nodded.

up some information about the drunk driver you ask me to

leaned forward eagerly.

Matt?"

massed away about six

news. "The drunk driver's name

turned to disbelief. "He died?"

his tone apologetic. "Yes,

Claire stood up

swirling inside

figure it out,

off her

Claire couldn't