Chapter 149

Chapter 149 Golf club

Claire seated herself inside the exclusive gold club, marveling at the sheer opulence around her. She had not expected the membership card to work och wolers. Initially, she had her doubts, but it seemed Adrianna had been true to her word. Case couldn't help be respect Adrianna even more forit.

Theparin the golf club was far beyond what she had anticipated. Claire thought she would be mingling with other members in the usual areas provided. Instead, she found herself in a private room designated solely for LHS members. It was a revelation. his is what wealthy people do." she mused to henell

The thought that LHS had their own exclusive spot in every prime location in London was mind-boggling

Talang out her phone, Claire contacted Mr. Richardson. "Hello, Mr. Richardson. It seems you haven't reserved a spot at the golf club, just let them know to go under

car Peterson

A few minutes later,

r, Mr. Richardson arrived, slightly flustered. "I apologize for the inconvenience, Ms. Peterson," he said, a bit out of breath.

Claire smiled warmly. "It's fine, really. No harm done!

Mr. Richardson looked around the room, clearly impressed. "I didn't expect you to be a member of LHS," he remarked, eyes wide with admiration.

Clare chuckled "Honestly, I couldn't imagine it myself until recently."

They soon settled into their business talk, diving into the details of their project. After a while, they moved outside to play golf while continuing their discussion Even though Claire didn't particularly like golf, she found the experience unexpectedly calming. The peaceful greenery, the sound of the club hitting the ball, and the soltale of leaves in the breeze created a serene atmosphere.

we're on track with the initial

"so, about the timeline," Claire said, swinging her club and watching the ball soar through the air. "We need to make sure we're projections

Mr. Richardson nodded, lining up his shot. "Absolutely. We've allocated additional resources to ensure we meet the deadlines."

ball land on the green. "Communication will be key. Let's make

Richardson agreed, making a note on his tablet. "We'll schedule bi-weekly check-ins

matters were gradually resolved. Claire was pleased with the progress they had made. She realized that this setting, despite herical

look forward to working with you, Ms. Peterson," Mr. Richardson

of accomplishment. "The pleasure was mine, Mr. Richardson. Let's make

ow it, but it

soaking in the tranquility of the golf course. She hadn't expected to enjoy it, t had tumed out to be a surprisingly pleasant experience. Claire is on her way to exit the golf club until Goetta and Lisa stood in front of her, blocking her

rolled her eyes, already feeling annoyed by

chest, she forced a polite tone, though her irritation was clear.

laced with accusation. "Where

smirk appeared on Claire's lips. "Oh, you mean the LHS card?" she asked, chucking, "I didn't 'get'

lying. No one can

"Why are you

Ginetta, pimped in. "Just answer her, Claire. How hard is it to answer a simple

Lisa, coldness in her eyes. "Why should I

was evident as she demanded, "Love

will you do with

smick. "I'm just doing

my way in, but

she tumed to leave, her golf club accidentally swing and hit

forehead "Oops, my bad," she said without a

yourself, Claire," Gretta called

important things to deal with than Gretta and Lisa's petty accusations. As she walked away, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in leaving them fuming behind her. As Claire stepped out of the entrance, she made her way to her car. Driving her car and headed to Metacones, the thought of Guetta and Lisa occupy her mind. "Why can't they just leave me alone? is not that hand. She said feeling pissed cause everywhere she goes, they always manage to annoyed

car. Still in her golf attire, she headed to her

Matthew constant visit to her office, she plopped down on the couch. Noticing

was good I went

he raised his brows. Claire rolled her

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