New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 203 Let Her Go?

Claire's eyes widened slightly, but she quickly masked her surprise. "Excuse me?" she said, her tone colder than before.

"Lisa," Alex repeated, his eyes searching hers. "Why did you let her go?"

Claire exhaled slowly, regaining her composure. "That is a personal matter, Alex," she said, her voice firm. "I don't see how it's relevant to this discussion."

"It is relevant to me," Alex countered, his voice tinged with frustration. "You know what she did. You had every reason to keep her locked up."

Claire's gaze hardened. "I did what I thought was best," she replied, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Alex wasn't satisfied with that answer. He leaned forward, his frustration growing. "She hurt you, Claire. Physically. She deserves to be in jail, not walking free. How can you just let that go?"

Claire's patience was wearing thin. "She would've lasted a month at most, maybe just a few days. It wasn't worth it," she said dismissively.

Alex frowned, her answer striking him as odd. He opened his mouth to question her further, but before he could, Claire cut him off with a sharp tone. "Why did you visit Lisa, Alex? Were you planning to free her in the first place?" The question caught Alex off guard. He hesitated, wondering how she had found out. "How did you-"

"The police gave a description, Alex," Claire interrupted, her eyes locking onto his. "It wasn't hard to put two and two together. So, tell me, why were you there?"

Alex hesitated, torn between telling her the truth and deflecting. But the words tumbled out before he could stop them. "I was interrogating her. I wanted to know why she hurt you."

Claire's expression remained unreadable, though her eyes narrowed slightly as she absorbed his words.

to ask her why she attempted suicide in your building," Alex continued, his voice

her brows, trying to maintain her composure. She leaned back in

his

awkward silence filled the room, heavy with tension. Claire tapped her fingers on her arm, deep in thought. Finally, she broke the silence. "How did you even know

smirk tugged at the corner of Alex's lips, but he didn't answer. Claire rolled her eyes, already guessing his response.

nothing else to say, you can leave," Claire added coldly, putting her glasses back on and returning her attention to her laptop. She

her, noticing the way her forehead scrunched in concentration. Back when they were married, he'd never paid attention to these little details, but now, they fascinated him. There was something about the way she bit her lip

back into a half bun, and the natural

uncomfortably in her seat. Without looking up, she said sarcastically, "You can take a picture if you want. It'll last

out of his trance. He stood up, trying to regain his composure. "Thank you for informing me about

curt nod, not bothering to look up from her work. "You're welcome," she replied, her tone

to look at her. "What about your

hand instinctively went up to her neck, brushing over the faint mark. "It's fine," she said, her voice tight. She didn't want to talk about

discomfort. "Take care of yourself, Claire," he

deep breath, her shoulders

door closed behind

a deep breath, her

to be a straightforward discussion about the robot Alex had requested for his new hotel in Las Vegas had move

leaving with the weight

because she didn't trust him, especially when Claire found out that Alex visited Lisa. However, his answer is not what Claire expects. The fact that Alex was there to confront Lisa

at all the cold, distant man she remembered. It was unsettling, to say the