New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 236 Visiting an Old Friend

"Lisa," The room seemed to shrink in size as she entered, her presence like a sudden chill in the air.

Lisa's nerves were doing backflips. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice laced with a touch of nervousness that she hoped Claire wouldn't notice.

Claire raised an eyebrow, her expression cold, both hands shoved casually inside her coat pockets. She walked slowly, her heels clicking against the tiles with each step, a sound that echoed ominously in the room. "I was just wondering if you're okay," Claire said in a tone that was far from comforting.

Lisa wasn't fooled. Claire wasn't here for small talk or to check on her well-being. There was something else behind those words, something much sharper. Lisa could feel her heart racing, but she forced herself to stay steady. "What do you really want, Claire?" she asked, her voice firmer this time, even though she was practically vibrating with anxiety.

Claire's lips curled into a smile, but it wasn't the warm kind. It was a smile that didn't reach her eyes, cold and almost mocking. "I just wanted to say," Claire began, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "that your little stunt a few days ago was...impressive. I couldn't be more thankful for you saving me."

Lisa clenched her jaw, recognizing the mockery in Claire's voice. She swallowed hard, trying to keep her cool. "I was just doing what I thought was right," she said, her voice steady but her mind racing. She knew she couldn't afford to slip up, especially with Claire standing this close. If she so much as hinted at the fire or anything related to Gretta, she'd be in big trouble.

Claire stepped closer, narrowing the already slim space between them. Lisa could feel her pulse quicken as Claire's cold eyes locked onto hers. "It seems," Claire continued, her voice low and edged with something almost dangerous, "that your heroic actions have caught Alex's attention."

Lisa's brow furrowed, her annoyance slipping through. "Alex has always been in love with me," she shot back, though there was a slight waver in her voice, like she was trying to convince herself as much as Claire.

Claire chuckled softly, clearly unconcerned with the truth of Lisa's statement. "Sure," she said, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. "But that's not why I'm here."

Lisa's heart skipped a beat. "Then why are you here?"

shadows on the walls. "Why were you there?" she asked, her tone curious but with an edge that

television, and she quickly scrambled for a calm response. "I got an invitation from my company to attend the fashion show,"

as if weighing Lisa's words in her

felt a trickle of sweat run down her back, but she kept her expression neutral. "Yes, that's all there is to it," she said, trying to

Kayla had been so adamant about making Lisa pay for something, though Claire hadn't given it much thought at the time. Now, she

Lisa. "I know you had something to do with the fire," she

her like a punch to the gut. She struggled to keep her face calm, quickly grabbing another piece of food to occupy

with me, Lisa," she said, her tone hardening. "I'm

to stay calm despite the growing pressure. "I wasn't involved in anything," she insisted, her voice strained but still holding steady. "You're

I?" Claire challenged, taking another step closer. Lisa could feel the heat of Claire's gaze, like a spotlight focused solely on her.

TV, arms crossed, effectively blocking Lisa's view. "You can't ignore me forever," Claire

leave her alone. But of course, Claire wasn't the type to back down easily. The thought of spilling

at anything that wasn't Claire's piercing eyes. But Claire wasn't about

you're nervous," Claire said, raising an eyebrow and scoffing as if it was the most obvious

up, her eyes wide. "I'm not nervous!" she blurted out, sounding a bit too defensive.

grew wider. "Really? Then why

her mind racing for an excuse. "I don't have a reason

earned a genuine laugh from Claire. "Disgusted? Oh, Lisa, if you're so disgusted, then why

skipped a beat.

prepared for that question. Her mind scrambled for an