New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 222 Another Talk

Alex wasn't exactly thrilled about heading to work, especially after the night he'd had, but Christian had insisted. "You've got a ton of work to do," Christian had said, in that annoyingly chipper tone of his. So, here Alex was, cruising through the city streets, wishing he could be anywhere but the office. The project he'd been slaving over for weeks was almost done, and that should've been a good thing, but right now, all Alex wanted was a long nap.

As they made their way to the office, Christian who was in the driver's seat, glanced at Alex and said, "Hey, two investors want to meet with you."

Alex raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Already? I just gave that presentation with Claire last night."

Christian nodded. "I guess they liked what they saw. They sounded pretty interested."

Alex stared out the window, watching the city blur by. "Guess I'll have to talk to them soon," he muttered. It wasn't that he didn't want to it was just that his brain felt like it was still stuck in sleep mode. But work was work, and investors were important, so he'd just have to suck it up.

Once they arrived at Harris Company, they headed straight to their floor. Alex's secretary stood up as soon as she saw him. "Good morning, Mr. Harris. Your black coffee is waiting for you inside."

Alex's eyebrows shot up again. "Coffee?"

Christian, who was still hanging around, grinned like the cat that got the cream. "Yeah, I asked for it. Figured you could use something to sober up."

Alex rolled his eyes, half amused, half annoyed. "Thanks, I guess." He stepped into his office, where the smell of freshly brewed coffee hit him like a warm hug. It was tempting, but Alex wasn't in the mood for caffeine right now.

As he settled into his desk chair, Christian gave him a thumbs-up. "I'll get back to work. If you need anything, just let me know."

at Christian like he'd grown a second head. "Why would I need your help? I'm the CEO,

him a wide, knowing smile and sauntered out of the office without a word.

sigh, Alex tried to focus on his work. The mountain of paperwork on his desk wasn't going to tackle itself. He also needed to

by the sight of half-furnished rooms, sleek and modern, just the way he'd envisioned. The manager walked him through the progress, showing off the nearly completed

nicely," the manager said, clearly

"It's perfect. Definitely fits the futuristic, matrix-like theme

and Alex turned back to the paperwork on his desk. He managed to get through a few pages before his mind started wandering. His thoughts drifted, uninvited, to Claire. He knew that if he texted or called her,

for a moment, tapping his pen against the desk, feeling a mix of frustration and something else he couldn't quite pin down. Finally, he muttered under his breath,

Alex grabbed his jacket and dashed out of his office, straight to Claire's. He wasn't sure what

his office. His eyebrow raised

going?" Christian voice laced

usual as he stared into Christian eyes.

arrived not

"I need some air."

his eyes at Alex and gave him a knowing smile. "Oh, I know where you are going. You know what? I'm not going to stop you. It will be a waste of time anyway." He pushed the door open and walked inside Alex's office. Alex couldn't help staring at the door wondering why Christian didn't stop him or knock him some sense since that is what he

Alex muttered under

the time he got to the lobby, his driver was already waiting for the car. "Metacortex," Alex barked as he slid

was a blur. Alex's fingers drummed impatiently against his knee, his thoughts spinning around what he was going to say when he saw her. As soon as the car stopped in front of the Metacortex building, Alex