New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 230 Metacortex CEO Goes Crazy

Claire blinked, completely caught off guard by the suggestion. She stared at Matthew as he'd just proposed they fly to the moon using rubber bands and paper clips. "What? Us? Build the robots?" Matthew grinned, that mischievous glint in his eyes suggesting he wasn't kidding. "Sure, why not? We've got the brains, the resources. Why not give it a shot?"

"Because it's crazy," Claire shot back, still trying to wrap her head around the idea. "We're not robot engineers. Metacortex doesn't even have a robotics department! It's way too risky."

"Too risky?" Matthew leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms with a look that screamed 'I know better." "Come on, Claire. You're The Raven. You can be a world-class hacker and run Metacortex at the same time. How hard can it be to build a robot?" Claire's eyes narrowed as she gave him a weird look. "I get your point, but comparing hacking and corporate management to building a robot? Not exactly the same thing."

"Tomato, tomahto," Matthew replied with a chuckle, waving her concerns away like they were trivial. "And hey, you won't be doing this alone. I'll help. Plus, you've got all those geniuses over at Cryptonic. You could ask them to pitch in." Claire bit her lip, her mind racing. The idea was out there, no doubt about it. But maybe that was exactly why it had potential. Still, she had to weigh the risks.

"It's not a terrible idea, but we don't exactly have a robotics division."

"So, we start one," Matthew said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "You've always said Metacortex is about innovation, right? What's more innovative than building our own robots when no one else will?" Claire couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. "You make it sound so easy."

"Because it is," Matthew insisted. "We hire the best people, we give them what they need, and we get to work. Worst case, we're in the same spot we are now, but best case, we end up with robots that are exactly what we need."

Claire leaned back, thinking it over. "You know, Matthew, you might just be onto something."

Matthew grinned. "I usually am. So, what do you say? Ready to start our own robotics division?"

Claire felt a spark of excitement, something she hadn't felt all day. "Let's do it. We'll need to move fast, but if anyone can pull it off, it's us."

Matthew's grin widened, clearly pleased with himself for planting the seed. "That's the spirit! Think about it, Claire. If we pull this off, it's going to be a game-changer. People won't just see Metacortex as a tech giant-they'll see us as innovators. Pioneers." Claire raised an eyebrow. "You make it sound like we're trying to build an electric spaceship."

"Who knows? Maybe we'll do that next," Matthew joked, leaning forward with enthusiasm. "But seriously, imagine the headlines. 'Metacortex Enters Robotics: A New Era of Innovation.' It's got a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

headlines now," Claire said dryly. "Metacortex

story. We start with robots, then

to build a robot' and call it a day." Matthew tapped

know, a friendly, efficient assistant that makes

thing first, we need

ask her for the

to decide on its appearance, functions, and personality. And of course, we'll have to figure out the tech behind it-Al, sensors, all that good

raised an eyebrow. "You're talking like this is a

only way to keep

do it my way. We take it slow, we cover all our bases, and we don't rush into anything. If

of excitement in her voice now. "Because if this blows up in our faces, I'm

on some preliminary research.

settled

in the plush comfort of her VIP room, a luxury

had given her the all-clear to leave, but Lisa wasn't ready to face the world just yet. The hospital, with its quiet

from her

a sound on the polished floor. She approached the bed with a cautious tread,

eyes fluttered open, and she felt a presence looming above her. With a gasp, Lisa jolted awake and was

It's Gretta!" she hissed urgently, trying to calm Lisa

stepping back to turn on the light. The sudden brightness filled the room, revealing Gretta's face,

eyes and trying to steady her racing heart. "Why the heck did you sneak up on me like that? You

her arms over her chest, her expression unimpressed. "You

heart, which had just