New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Did it crash?

detta watched Claire drive off, a mixture of frustration and fear bubbling within her, she knew Claire had discoverd het misdeeds and bad issued a stern wamTITE. The thought of crossing Claire again sent a chill down her spine.

"Why does Clair always get marrything?" ciretta maltrand to friselt, her frustratiomevident in her woker.

she coulder shake off the envy that gnawed at her, especially Imowing about Clalie's prized diamond necidare that was the talk of London's social cicles.

As Gretta paced back and forth, her mind tared with thoughts of how to out maneuver Clale or at least get her hands on that coveted necklare,

The anger and reseistment towards Clalte for seemingly having it all forled ber determination, albeit in a dangerous direction.

Meanwhile, Claire drove away, her mind focused on the enrmunter with Gretta and the underlying threats that had linen exchanged. She was accustomed to dealing with such situations, but each encounter left a litter taste of betrayal and deception "You now I would have thought it was Robert net Gretta."

Matthew nodded, "Same. I never thought even his wife capable to do such thing."

Claire eyes gaze at the passing buililing. "Our thing we know for sure is the Robertsonare capable of anything and that we should keep are eyes and ransepen

"What are you going to do with all this information?"

Thinking for a while, Clair leaned back to her seat. "I think will keep this information to myself and use it in the future in case Gretta idecide to pull some tricks."

"Don't worry, Claire. I'm with you. Just tell ine if you need amething:"

but I won't drag you into this: I have bad feeling of what

a contemplative look on his face as

up with Martes, but no he needed to reassess the situation after finding our

mind tumed to The Raven, a

and dialed Bex, a renowned bucker

come to my office," Alex said as soon as Rex answered the call. "I have

by challenges, replied, "Sure thing, Mr. Harris. I'll be there

to his word, Rex arrived promptly at

meeting room, where they could discuss the sensitive matter without

in "t need you to track

eyebrow, knowing the separation of The Raven in the hacking community. "That's no easy feat, Alex. The Raven operates

we're a member of Cryptonic and 1 believe we

to at least attempt

my

placing a reassuring hand on

with precision and speed. Alexeyestrained on the laptop screen; he

Raven, her alter ego that delved into the world of coding and hacking, she found it to be more of an entertainment tha chose, a way

a sudden notification. Someone was attempting to broach her database and track her location. Claire's demeanor shifted instantly from relaxation

up the notification system precisely for such occasions, and now

across the keyboard as she navigated through layers of security protocols. She switched between laptops, her eyes scanning lines of

Matthew, sensing the urgency in her movements, circled around her desk, hiseyes listed on the screens displaying intricate lines of code "What are you doing?" Matthew asked again, his voice Hinged with

entirely on the task at hand. With precise clicks and rapid code insertions, she managed

to Matthew, her