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."

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

office without a word. Alex watched him go, shaking his head. That

deep 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 keep an eye on his hotel project in Las Vegas. The place was almost

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

the manager said, clearly proud of the

of satisfaction. "It's perfect. Definitely fits the futuristic,

knew that

of frustration

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

as he stepped out of his office, Christian appeared in front of his office. His eyebrow raised

Christian

emotionless as usual as he stared

you just arrived not

"I need some air."

I'm not going to stop you. It will be a waste of time anyway." He pushed the door open

stopping me," Alex muttered under his breath and made

the lobby, his driver was already waiting for the car. "Metacortex," Alex barked as he slid into the backseat, his mind

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