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.

Alex continued, his voice softer

trying to maintain her composure. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. "And what did

his features. "She denied everything, as

tension. Claire tapped her fingers on her arm, deep in thought. Finally, she broke the silence. "How did

the corner of Alex's lips, but he didn't answer. Claire rolled her eyes, already guessing his response. "Of course," she muttered, the

attention to her laptop.

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

warm glow over Claire, and highlighting her features. With her glasses on, her hair pulled back into a half

gaze, Claire shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Without looking up, she

to regain his composure. "Thank you for informing me about your plan,"

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

and turned back to look at her. "What about

mark. "It's fine," she said, her voice tight. She didn't want to talk about it,

of yourself, Claire," he

deep breath, her shoulders

door closed behind

out a deep breath,

with Alex had taken an unexpected turn, leaving her feeling unsettled. What was supposed to be a straightforward discussion about the robot Alex had requested for his new hotel in Las Vegas had move into

leaving with the weight

trust him, especially when Claire found out that

so different-sweet, caring, and not at all the cold, distant man she remembered. It was unsettling,