New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 178 Back at the headquarter

Claire decided to skip heading to her penthouse and told Matthew to drive to Cryptonic instead. As they arrived, Matthew helped Claire walk while she limped and was barefoot. Her employees turned their heads to see their boss, concerned looks on their faces.

"Are you okay, Ms. Claire?" one of them asked.

Claire nodded and smiled, trying to reassure them. "I'm fine, thank you."

One employee stepped forward and offered, "Would you like a wheelchair? It might be easier for both of you."

Claire smiled gratefully. "Thank you, that would help a lot."

Matthew took the wheelchair and helped Claire into it. He then pushed her towards the lift and pressed the button for Claire's floor. They headed straight to Matthew's office since all the surveillance videos were there. Matthew placed her wheelchair next to his chair and sat down beside her. "Where's the video?" Claire asked, her voice steady but filled with anticipation.

Matthew quickly navigated through his computer and pulled up the surveillance videos from two different internet café locations. He started playing the first video. Claire leaned in, her eyes fixed on the screen.

As she watched the footage, she muttered to herself, "Oh, it's an internet café."

Matthew nodded, glancing at her. "Yes, that's why it hasn't been easy to track them down. They move around a lot."

Claire watched the video a few more times before turning to Matthew. "I don't see anything weird either. Did I track the wrong location? And why does the second location only have one angle for the surveillance camera?" Matthew explained, "The first location is in the city and clean. The second location is completely different. It's dirty and far from the city. But both places have a lot of customers going in and out."

Claire thought for a while. "Maybe the location isn't wrong. Maybe we're right, but we just don't know who the people are."

Matthew nodded. "That could be."

Claire then said, "If the person decides to post about me again, immediately trace it."

again.

asked, "Matthew, can you come to a

his eyebrow. "What

press conference to address this news. If we ignore it, it could damage the company. Since you're wiser than me, that's why I need you to come with me." Matthew nodded again, a serious look on

a thumbnail of Claire and

help her leave. Alex clenched his fist in annoyance, hating how Adrian was involved with Claire and how he had to be the one to

and dialed Claire's number, but it went straight to voicemail. He started to worry, getting up from his chair. He thought about heading to Claire's penthouse but

frustrated sigh, Alex

for Claire, who was already hurt because of the paparazzi. The last thing he wanted was to see her hurt more. Deciding against going to her place, Alex résolved to spam her

her number again, only to be met with the same voicemail message. He tried to calm himself, telling himself that Claire was probably just busy. But the nagging worry

sent another text: "Claire, if you're okay, just

by with no response. He leaned back on the couch, staring at his phone, hoping it would buzz with a message from Claire. His mind wandered back to their last conversation. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. "Come on Claire, answer your phone. Ho hard

email notification. He sighed and decided to call her one more time. The phone rang, but again, it

was still at headquarters,

press conference. The stakes were high, and she needed everything to go perfectly. She knew Alex had been calling her nonstop, so she set her phone on silent to avoid distractions. However, she hadn't realized just how

once more, Matthew glanced at her phone. He saw the numerous missed

your phone," Matthew commented, raising

Reluctantly, she decided to answer his call. She didn't want Alex to ruin her phone with his constant attempts to reach her. "Why is

expression

Alex's voice came through, filled with

didn't like talking about it, but it seemed the paparazzi

fine," she said flatly, devoid of emotion. "It was nothing. So, you can stop calling and texting me. It's bothering

chose to ignore it for now. "I was just worried. It looked bad in the pictures. Are you sure you're, okay?" "I'm sure," Claire replied, her tone still icy. "It