New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Unexpected visitor

?" Claire's voice was calm yet

"Matthew, have you found any suspicious transactions in Robert's bank accounts or any linked accounts?" serious, her eyes fixed on Matthew as he sifted through digital records on his laptop.

In the headquarters, Claire ask Matthew to track Robert bank activity after she froze it by hacking to the system. Matthew, a skilled analyst with a knack for uncovering hidden truths, shook his head slightly. "Not currently, Claire. There haven't been any recent transactions that raise red flags."

Claire sighed, tapping her fingers lightly on the table. "The last transaction was a week ago, a large sum, right?"

Matthew nodded. "Yes, that's correct.

Claire's mind raced as she considered the implications. "I think Robert may have realized that the account was frozen, and he hasn't made any attempts to retrieve the funds."

Matthew furrowed his brow, deep in thought. "That's possible. It could mean he's changed his tactics or has other plans in motion." Claire leaned back in her chair, a frustrated groan escaping her lips. "Trying to decipher Robert's motives is like playing a ending game of chess."

never-

Matthew turned his attention fully to Claire, his eyes serious. "Why don't you just confront him directly? It seems like a more straightforward approach than playing this cat-and-mouse game."

Claire shook her head, her expression resolute. "I can't confront him without concrete evidence, Matthew. I need something tangible, not just assumption.

Matthew raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "But how long will you keep playing this game? Aren't you tired of the constant uncertainty?"

Claire sighed, her gaze shifting to the expansive view outside the window. "I am certain. I just need enough information to make a decisive move. Until then, we have to keep digging."

Matthew nodded, understanding Claire's strategies. "Fair enough. Maybe we can start by confronting Robert about the house. It' your parents' house, and if he's sold it without your consent, then...that could be the first step to figure something out."

house might just rattle him enough to reveal

in her mind were already turning, formulating a plan to confront

supportive yet cautious. "Just be careful, Claire. We don't

Don't

Matthew with a

whatever Robert has in

dining room table; her expression etched with annoyance as she waited for Robert to join her. When Robert finally descended the stairs and took his seat at the head of the table, Gretta's frown deepened. As Robert began to eat his lunch, Gretta couldn't contain her frustration any longer. "Robert, we need to talk about last night's conversation," she said, her voice

tone guarded. Gretta sighed harshly. "The one about the frozen account. I heard you," she admitted, her eyes fixed on Robert's face. Robert's gaze

at him in disbelief. "What are you going to do about it? Are you just going to ignore the fact that our account has been

set. "I have my ways of dealing

her concern palpable. "Do you have any idea

darkened. "I have a hunch that Claire might be behind it," he admitted, his voice laced

means she's onto us. She knows about our scheme,"

of fear creeping into

"Maybe she does, maybe she doesn't. Maybe she's just playing ganes," he remarked casually, though his demeanor hinted at underlying tension. Gretta watched Robert eat, her mind racing with worry. She threw her napkin onto her plate

noticed her agitation and sighed,

so calm about this?" Gretta

and everything we own. She's already throw

his utensil down on his plate, causing Gretta to flinch. "Don't bring up about that." he snapped, his voice sharp with anger. Gretta, undeterred by

here and let Claire ruin us. Maybe we should hire someone to take

gaze fixed on Gretta. "Don't be foolish, Gretta. We can't do anything that will raise suspicion," he

care! I don't want to see Claire winning and take

his wife. "Gretta, we're already deep enough. We can't escalate things further.

Gretta's jaw clenched as she

glared back at Robert.

room,