New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 86

Chapter 86 She came

the frowned staring at the message. "What did he want? Telling me to meet him?=

ly thirty minutes late. Matthew drummed his fingers.

Claire and Matthew sat in the car, the tension in the air palpable as they waited for the person who was already

thesting wheel, his patience wearing Ibin

"L's think they te coming, Claire," he said, his tone tinged with frustration.

Claire, ever the optimist, turned to him with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Matthew. They'll be here. Just give it a bit more time," she said, her voice calm despite the situation.

"hot what it they don't show up? We've been waiting for so long." Matthew replied, his doubt creeping in

Claire reached out and placed a hand on his arm. "Even if they don't, I have a backup plan. We'll figure it out, olay?" she said, trying to ease his wotties. Another thirty minutes passed, and Matthew glanced at his watch again. "Claire, maybe it's time we consider plan B," he suggested, his concem evident.

Claire shook her head, determination in her eyes. "Let's give it differ more minutes. I have a feeling they're on their way," she said, her confidence unwavering Three more minutes ticked by, and then claice spotted a figure in the distance, healing towards the warehouse they were parked near. Her hean leaped with excitement as she nudged Matthew

"There! Look! 1 knew the person will couse." she exclaimed, pointing towards the silhouette.

without hesitation, Claire opened the car door and stepped out, her heels clicking on the pavement as she hurried towards the warehouse. Matthew followed dosely behind, his curiosity piqued.

As they approached, Claire used her phone as a flashlight to illuminate the area. The beam of light fell on the person who had just entered the warehouse, revealing the identity.

Claire's surprise was evident as she greeted Gretta, "Well, well, well I never would have guessed it would be you, Gretta," she said with a smirk, her tone playful yeriled with intrigue.

Claire's unexpected presence, stammered slightly. "L... I thought I was meeting Dmitri. Where is he?" she asked, confusion evident

front of

Dmitri? He's fine. Probably can

she replied casually,

mischleyway.

from Dmitri's phone?" she

forming on her lips. "Well, it's a long story, let's just say I broke into his house. We got into a small argument as I tried to get him to real who hired him, but he refused to speak up.

observed Gretta then turned to Matthew.

of Gretta's hand. "Come on. Let's

flashlight, allowing the might

property, let's cut to the chase," she said, her voice

warm expression had cumed serious, her eyes growing cold with intensity. "Why?" Her

Gretta replied, attempting to

a hint of

in surprise, her nervesescalating. Claire's mention of Robert brought a wave

her composure slipping as she struggled

her gaze piercing. "You know what? I think it would be on to

away from Matthew's grip and dropped to the ground, pleading with Claire. "Please, don't tell Robert. He'll be furious," she begged, desperation in her voice. claire caised an eyebrow, herexpression unreadable. "Why did you do it, then?"

shaky. "I... I couldn't bear losing the necklace," she admitted, her

Gretta, "You did all this for a necklace? You hired someone to kill me over a piece of jewelry?" Claire's voire held a hint of disbeli Gretta quickly defended herself, her voice rising in panic. "No, no, I didn't want to kill you. I just wanted to give you awaming," she explained, het words

same thing, Gretta," she stated firmly. "If it

intense gaze, realizing the gravity

the standing

tell Robert about this. I didn't mean for things to escalate like

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