New beginning: Billionaire love story

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."

Claire replied, watching his ball land on the

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

with the progress they had made. She realized that

firmly. "I look forward to working with you, Ms. Peterson," Mr. Richardson said, his tone

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

ow it, but it

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

already

over her chest, she forced a polite tone, though her irritation was clear. "Yes, what can I help you

the first to speak, her voice laced with accusation. "Where did

card?" she asked, chucking, "I didn't 'get' it. It was given to

No one can just be given that

her head slightly, staring directly at Gretta. "Why are you asking? Don't tell me you want one," she said

pimped in. "Just answer her, Claire. How

turned to Lisa, coldness in her eyes. "Why should I

she demanded,

then chuckled. "And what will you do with it, Gretta? Buy your

a smick. "I'm

didn't buy my

leave, her golf club accidentally swing and hit Lisa's head.

turned around, sering Lisa rubbing her forehead "Oops, my bad," she said without a hint of

yourself, Claire," Gretta

had more 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

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

plopped down on the couch. Noticing Claire, Mantened his

was good

attire, and he raised his brows. Claire rolled her eyes. "Don't