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:"

gratefully at him. "Thankyou, Matthew, Treatly appreciate it but I won't drag you into

his office, a contemplative look

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

to The Raven, a mysterious figure in the

a determined expression, he picked up his phone and dialed Bex, a renowned bucker whose skills were

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

"Sure thing, Mr. Harris. I'll

to his word, Rex arrived promptly at Harris

meeting room, where they

the deal," Alex began as they settled in "t need you to track down The Raven

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

understand the challenge, Rex," Alex acknowledged. "But we're a member of

at least attempt

my best, but

hand on Rex's

across the screen as his tigers moved with precision and speed. Alexeyestrained on the laptop screen;

The 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 to keep her skills sharp and her mind

a sudden notification. Someone was attempting to

notification system precisely for such

scanning lines of code to ensure the hacket hac't made significant progress. The door to her office creaked open, and Matthew entered. "Claloe, what's going on with Cryptonic?" he asked, trying to grasp the

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,

didn't respond verbally, her focus entirely on the task at hand. With precise clicks and rapid code insertions, she managed to block the hacker's access, a small smile of triumph playing

Matthew, her eyes sparkling with In the tuill of the