New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 180 A lead?

The next day, Claire arrived at her office early, her mind focused on the plan she and Alex had discussed. She had meticulously prepared the document with Sandra to release to the press.

Just as Claire began to review the document one last time, her phone buzzed with a notification. She glanced at the screen and saw multiple messages from Alex. Curious, she opened them and found a link to a video posted online. "What's this?" Claire muttered to herself, clicking on the link. The video loaded, and her heart skipped a beat as she saw a short clip from her wedding with Alex. It was a fleeting moment, captured and shared without their consent. Claire watched the video intently, feeling transported back to that day.

Matthew, who was sitting across from her in the office, noticed her expression. "What's going on, Claire? What are we going to do about it?"

Claire sighed, tearing her gaze away from the screen. "We need to track down the post. It's only been up for three hours, so maybe we can contain it before it spreads."

Matthew nodded, pulling up his laptop. "I'll start searching social media and news sites. We might be able to find who posted it."

While Matthew is on the work tracking the source, Claire decided to call Alex to talk about this unexpected post. It's funny how yesterday they were discussing the press conference that they will hold this week and have prepared everything and now it seems like they have to work on it once more.

Claire dialed Alex's number to talk about this unexpected situation.

"Alex,"

"Claire, why are you calling? Is this because of the video?"

Claire nodded, even though Alex couldn't see her. "It is. I can't believe there is another video about us. How did they get their hands on those in the first place?"

Alex sighed. "I don't know, Claire. I'm wondering the same thing too. But don't worry, Christian has told me about it, and I told him to get the post deleted before it get view and share many times."

"I have tell Matthew to help me trace it back so e can find the person behind this."

There was a moment of silence between them, the weight of the situation hanging in the air. Then, out of nowhere, Alex asked, "Do you still remember that moment?"

Claire's grip on her phone tightened, her expression hardening. "I don't really remember much of it," she replied flatly, her voice devoid of emotion.

"Oh," Alex responded simply, sensing her discomfort. "Anyway, Claire, If you need to go out or anything, be careful. The paparazzi might be swarming, trying to get more information."

though Alex couldn't see her. "I understand.

said reassuringly. "Just take it easy. We'll get through

Alex," Claire said gratefully. "I'll keep you updated on anything

pulse of music and the azure expanse of the ocean. She swayed to the beat, her laughter mingling with the sounds of the party around her. As she danced in the middle of the day, her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket. With a playful twirl, she retrieved

video notification, a video of Claire and Alex's wedding. A mischievous grin spread across Lisa's face as she watched the footage. It was clear that her latest plan had

muttered to herself over the

afloat amidst recent challenges.

she said quietly, her voice tinged with satisfaction. "There's

it in one go. Setting the empty glass down, she resumed dancing with

had uploaded the incriminating video. Claire, sensing the urgency of

he gets away with it," she urged, her voice tinged

one to find him. You should stay at the office, Claire.

need to see who this person is, who's

hesitated, noticing Claire's determined expression. He knew arguing would be futile. "Alright, but be careful.

manage," Claire interrupted, gesturing to her slightly limping

the lobby of their office building.

with Matthew, her

with thoughts of

and the identity

asked Matthew,

"It's at another internet cafe," he replied, starting the

looked like, yet here they were, on their way to meet someone potentially crucial to their plans. They arrived at the

her heart beating a little faster than

into the internet cafe, greeted by the woman behind the counter. "Hi there, how can

sound confident. "We're looking

raised an eyebrow. "What

realizing she