New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 225 Attending Fashion Show

The next morning, Claire's phone buzzed on her desk, pulling her attention away from the endless stream of emails. She can finally get back to work after convincing Matthew that she is fine and that she can get back to work even though Matthew didn't 100% believe her but he let her nonetheless.

She glanced at the caller ID and felt a smile tug at her lips. It was Talia. It had been too long since they'd last spoken, and Claire realized just how much she missed her friend's infectious energy.

"Claire!" Talia's voice came through the phone, bright and bubbly as always. Claire could practically see her grinning on the other end of the line.

"Hey, Talia," Claire responded calmly, but there was warmth in her tone. "How's Italy treating you?"

"Oh my God, Claire, it's been amazing!" Talia squealed, the excitement in her voice unmistakable. "I've been doing everything! Mrs. Armetta has been showing me around, and the food here-oh, you wouldn't believe it! And the fashion-everywhere you look, it's like stepping into a magazine! I even got to help out with some designs! I mean, can you believe it?"

Claire chuckled, genuinely happy to hear Talia so thrilled. "Sounds like you're living the dream," she said. "I'm glad everything's going so well."

"I know, right?" Talia continued, her voice a little breathless from all the excitement. "But enough about me-how are you, Claire? You've been on my mind, you know. I've been texting you, but it's not the same as hearing your voice."

Claire's smile softened at the concern in Talia's voice. "I'm fine, just the usual-work, work, and more work," she replied, letting out a small sigh. She purposely left out any mention of the incident with the poison. The fewer people who knew about that, the better. "Claire, you sound tired," Talia said, her voice softening with worry. "Are you sure you're, okay?"

Claire hesitated for a second before brushing it off. "I'm good, Talia. Just swamped with projects as always. But enough about me why'd you call? I'm sure it's not just to hear me complain about work."

Talia seemed to brighten up again, her usual spark returning. "Oh! Right! So, tomorrow there's this huge fashion show happening, hosted by Armetta Boutique. Everyone's going to be there artists, singers, influencers, you name it. And guess what? I've been helping organize the whole thing! I even got to design part of the stage!"

"Wow, that's incredible, Talia!" Claire said, genuinely impressed. "You've really outdone yourself."

"Thanks!" Talia replied, clearly pleased with the compliment. "But here's the thing-I really want you to be there, Claire. I mean, none of this would have happened if it weren't for you introducing me to Mrs. Armetta. You've got to come!"

Claire couldn't help but smile. "I just did what felt right, but I'd be honored to attend. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

the line. "Yay! I'm so glad! It's going to be amazing, Claire, I promise. I'll

to it," Claire said, her tone light. "I could use

placed her phone down, her excitement giving way to a thoughtful frown. Something was off with Claire, she could feel it. She had sounded fine,

fingers tapping against the table. "I'll find

that resolve, Talia turned her attention back to the fashion show

mix of excitement and nerves as she stepped out of the sleek black car that had just pulled up to the venue. She was dressed in a stunning limited-edition outfit from Armetta Boutique, a perfect blend of elegance and edge. The dress,

oversized shades to protect her eyes from the barrage of camera flashes that

photographers were relentless, shouting her

"Claire! Over here!"

"Look this way, Claire!"

"Give us a pose!"

though Claire wasn't particularly fond of the media circus, she knew she had to play the game. After all, the media was a powerful beast-it could either elevate your image or destroy it with a

Claire put on her

quite reached her eyes She

quickly followed

inside the venue, away

sight, Claire let out a long sigh of relief. "I swear, those cameras get more aggressive every time,"

then, a

approached her, tapping her

lightly. Claire turned

when she saw Talia standing there. "Talia! It's

Claire!" Talia replied, hugging her back

grin. "Look at you! Your hair-shorter and darker? Italy has definitely changed