New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 171 Wrong location

"I mean don't you...you know...sometimes feel a little bit suspicious of your customer?" asked Matthew hesitating. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, trying to appear casual. The man behind the counter narrowed his eyes at Matthew. "Why are you asking?" he replied.

Matthew shrugged, attempting to look nonchalant. "I'm just curious, I need to find someone."

The man behind the counter raised an eyebrow. "We don't have any suspicious customers here," he said flatly. "If you're looking for someone suspicious, this isn't the place to find them." Matthew frowned. "Can I at least see the surveillance camera footage?" he asked, his voice tinged with desperation.

The man shook his head firmly. "I can't do that," he said. "It's against our policy."

Matthew sighed, realizing he wasn't going to get anywhere with this approach. "It's really important," he insisted. "I'm trying to help a friend."

But the man's answer remained the same. "Sorry, but I can't help you."

Defeated, Matthew turned and left the internet café, stepping out into the bright afternoon sun. He walked to his car, feeling the weight of frustration settling on his shoulders. As he sat in the driver's seat, he took a moment to think.

Why had he even bothered with the legal route? He had other skills, skills that could get him the information he needed without having to rely on someone else's cooperation.

Matthew laughed softly to himself. He had amazing hacking skills, after all. Why not use them? He reached into his bag and pulled out his laptop, setting it on his lap.

"Why did I thought of this earlier? Sometimes I could be stupid and smart at the same time."

His fingers danced over the keyboard with practiced ease, and within minutes, he had hacked into the surveillance system of the internet café. A smile of satisfaction spread across his face as he gained access to the cameras.

He began to replay the footage from a few days ago, the day when Claire's news had been posted on social media. As the video played, he scanned the faces of the customers, looking for any sign of the person he was searching for.

Matthew, in his car, was deeply engrossed in his task. His eyes flicked back and forth across the screen, his mind racing as he tried to piece together any clues. Hours slipped by, the video showing nothing more than people entering and leaving, just another uneventful day. Frustration gnawed at him as he realized he might be looking in the wrong place.

Sighing, Matthew closed the video. He cross the line through the first location.

himself disappointedly hopping

of the window, deep in thought. "Can this place be the

He knocked on the door. A moment later, Claire opened it, her eyes locking onto

"Of course." Claire stepped

door behind him and turned, offering a polite thank you for

agreed to meet and

softly on the polished floor. "Please, have a seat," she said, gesturing to a plush sofa. They sat down just as a maid entered the room, offering

echoed his choice

right away, miss." The maid disappeared

awkward silence settled

the silence first. "How have

her tone measured.

have you been

call my bodyguard when they get too close. How about you,

It was annoying me.

smirked at his confession.

returned with their tea, placing the delicate cups in front of them. They each took a sip, the warmth and

cup down and turned serious as

the important matter," he

on the coffee table. "How is Harris Company's stock market?" she

head. "It's the same as the last time I saw it. How about Metacortex? I'm guessing it's

back on

knew the stock market would be affected, but I didn't think it would be this bad just

how the business world

as she narrowed her eyes, she said. "You are not the one who leaked our marriage to social media, right?" Alex frowned. "Why would I do that in

"Who knows just

couch. "I don't need attention. I am