New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 192 Expecting someone?

Lisa stood up from her sitting position on the floor and looked around for her bags. She spotted her bags near the door and in search of her phone. She sighed in relief that at least her phone was safe. What she is about to do is quite risky, but Lisa doesn't have much choice if she doesn't want to go to jail.

Taking a deep breath, she pressed the call button. It rang once, twice, and then went to voicemail. She tried again, and again, it went unanswered. On her third attempt, Alex finally picked up.

"What do you want, Lisa?" Alex's voice came through the line, his tone laced with annoyance. "I thought I told you to never call me again."

Lisa's heart skipped a beat, but she knew she had to play her part convincingly. She started crying, letting her sobs echo through the phone.

At the other end, Alex was taken aback. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" he asked, his voice tinged with confusion.

"I need your help," Lisa managed to say between sobs.

Alex pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. "You've got to be kidding me," he muttered. "After everything you've done, you still have the nerve to ask for my help? What do you need help with?" "It's about Claire," Lisa said, her voice trembling.

Alex straightened up in his chair, his curiosity piqued. "What does Claire have to do with this?"

"She's going to put me in jail," Lisa blurted out, her voice breaking.

Alex stood up from his seat, his eyes wide with shock. "I'm sorry, what?" he said, his voice rising. "Claire is going to put me in jail," Lisa repeated, her sobs intensifying.

"Slow down," Alex said, trying to process the information. "Why would Claire want to put you in jail?" Lisa, on the other end, had sounded distressed. "I made a mistake, Alex. A terrible mistake."

Alex frowned, his patience wearing thin. "What mistake, Lisa? You need to tell me so I can help."

But instead of answering, Lisa broke down into sobs. Alex gritted his teeth, feeling a mix of frustration and pity. He couldn't handle any more of her crying.

stop crying," he said more gently.

pause at the other end, and then Lisa

"Yes, I will. But you need to calm down.

voice trembled with gratitude. "Thank you,

his phone down and sat on the couch, rubbing his temples. He didn't understand the full story, but he was determined to get to the bottom of

her. She dropped her bag on a chair and walked over to the mirror. A red handprint marred the skin on her neck, a stark reminder of Lisa's tight grasp. Claire closed her eyes,

deciding a hot shower might help. Claire undressed and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash over her. The heat relaxed her tensed muscles, and the

herself in a bathrobe and walked to her bed. She lay down, staring at the ceiling, her mind a whirl of thoughts. This was the third time she had come close to death, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was a sign. Was her death near?

herself, "I'll die peacefully once I get revenge on my parents." But she pushed that thought aside. For now, she needed to focus on the situation with Lisa and

his

However, it went straight to voicemail. He sat back on his couch, his mind racing with thoughts about why Claire would want

asleep still wearing her bathrobe. She got up and

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and she managed to give a slight smile and a nod. Claire headed to her office on the top floor and stepped inside, surprised to see Matthew-lying down on her couch with his legs up on the coffee

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