New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 166

Chapter 166 The internet's going crazy

For hours, Alex sat at his desk, staring at the screen, reading through the flood of comments and reposts of the photo from his wedding with Claire. Even though he had ordered Christian to take down the post as quickly as possible, the news had already spread like wildfire.

Social media had once again proven to be both a powerful and perilous tool. Alex marveled at how, in the blink of an eye, the internet could elevate or demolish

someone's career.

The more he read, the more anxious he became. The comments ranged from congratulatory messages to intrusive speculations. He realized just how vulnerable he was to the whims of netizens. "Damn it," Alex muttered under his breath.

He was determined to find out who had leaked the photo. He had already contacted his private investigator, but even they were struggling to trace the original source. The investigator had mentioned something about the location data being imprecise, possibly tampered with.

"Keep digging," Alex had insisted over the phone. "I want to know who did this, and I want to know soon."

On the other side, Christian was stuck in a massive traffic jam on his way to Metacortex to meet Claire. The car hadn't moved in what felt like forever. He drummed his fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, glancing out the window at the sea of vehicles surrounding him. "Great, just great," he muttered, cursing the traffic. Frustrated, he pulled out his phone and opened X, hoping to see if the buzz around Alex and Claire's marriage had died down. But no, people were still talking about it.

He sighed and then switched to Instagram, only to find that several gossip accounts were still buzzing with the news.

He called Alex. "Alex, the news about you and Claire... people on the internet are still talking about it. I have contacted X and other social media to take down the post but it seems people are sharing it again and again." Christian said a bit frustratedly. Alex's voice was tense. "I know, Christian. I'm reading through it all right now. It's a mess."

"Do you think we can find the person who leaked this information?" Christian asked, sounding doubtful.

is on it, but it's taking longer than I'd like. Inform me about Claire once you arrive. I

you of

hot topic of the day, and

to move. Christian sighed with relief. He needed to get to Metacortex

him as he tried once more to contact Claire. He dialed her number, but once again, it went straight to voicemail. "Come on, Claire,

Metacortex building, he didn't waste a second. He weaved his way through a throng of journalists and paparazzi in front of the building. Christian hurried inside, bypassing the front desk without asking for a guest card. Christian used the employee card to have access to the elevator and he pressed the button

headed straight to Claire's office. He knocked firmly on the door. From inside, a soft "Come in" reached his ears, allowing him to turn the

across the room, he could see the tension etched on Claire's face. She looked up from her desk, her eyes filled with worry and stress. As she stood to greet him, she asked, "Christian, what are you doing

moved to sit on the couch, motioning for Christian to join her. "I made sure to keep my past

narrowing with suspicion. "Is this

like this. He's working hard to

sighed again, this time more heavily, and did not respond immediately. The silence stretched between them until Christian broke it. "There are a lot of journalists and paparazzi outside your office," he said, his tone gentle but concerned. Claire's response was dripping with sarcasm. "Well, it seems the news about my marriage to Alex is more eye-catching than our project with the Harris company." Christian's expression softened. "We'll get to the bottom of this, Claire. Alex is helping too." The phone call began with a buzz, slicing through the stillness of the

her

man on the other end of

post. The internet is going crazy about it,"

man paused for a moment, perhaps savouring her approval. "Good job," she continued, a hint

my payment," the man said, his tone

though he couldn't see her. "You'll get your

pleased. "No, I need the money now. Transfer half

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