New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 255 A fashion show?

Alex reached for his glass of water, taking a big gulp, and then, just as Christian mentioned Talia's name, Alex choked. Water sprayed everywhere, and Alex spluttered, trying to catch his breath. Christian, with a concerned look, jumped up from his seat and patted Alex on

the back.

"Are you okay?" Christian asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

Alex continued coughing, waving a hand at Christian to show he was alright. "Yeah, yeah," he managed to get out between coughs, his face red. "You just caught me off guard with that... revelation." Christian smirked as he watched Alex's reaction. "It's not that shocking, is it?"

Alex finally stopped coughing, turning to Christian with wide eyes, looking almost like a deer caught in headlights. "Are you crazy?" he blurted out, still half in disbelief. "Talia? Of all people?"

Christian sighed heavily, walking back to his seat. He plopped down, looking at Alex with a slightly annoyed expression. "This is why I didn't want to tell you, Alex. I knew you'd be judgmental about it."

Alex let out a deep sigh, running a hand through his hair. "I'm not judging, alright? It's just... Talia? She's Claire's best friend! Does Claire even know about this?"

Christian shrugged, looking a bit nonchalant. "Maybe yes, maybe no," he said, leaning back in his chair. "But given how close they are, Claire's gonna find out sooner or later. There's no hiding anything from her."

Alex shook his head, still trying to wrap his mind around the idea. "You're seriously going out on a date with Talia? Are you out of your mind?"

Christian raised an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Why? What's wrong with Talia?"

his chest. "Nothing's wrong with her," he admitted.

hand dismissively. "It's just a date. No big deal. And whatever bad relationship you and Claire share it won't affect us if you are wondering." Alex sighed. "I suppose you are right. But

designers were deep into the final stages, making sure every stitch was perfect, every hem aligned. The room buzzed with energy as sewing machines whirred and designers chattered, exchanging ideas and offering feedback. Talia stood out among them, her hands moving deftly, her mind racing with last-minute adjustments. "Pass me the gold thread," Talia called out, her voice a mix of excitement and authority. One of the junior designers quickly handed it to her, and she got

caffeine-fueled nights. Finally, Talia stepped back, taking a long look at her finished

like you've got everything under control," she said with a small smile. "Are you ready to head over to

in her eyes. "Absolutely. Let's go give those staff members a few pointers. They better be ready to decorate as

women

studio and made their way to Adrian's mansion. The grand estate was already a flurry of activity. Staff

luxurious runway setting,

hanging elegant drapes a

are full of energy,

have to. I can't afford this fashion show to ruin." A sad smile graced her

assurance. "Don't worry, Talia. I'm sure this fashion show will

staff, adjusting floral arrangements, and instructing on the placement of decorations. Claire could see the way Talia's eyes lit up, the passion she had for her work shining through

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be going well, there hadn't been any frantic calls from Robert or even Frank Claire had a sneaking suspicion that Robert had

open and poked his head inside. "Hey, Chris," he said cheerfully. "How about a round of golf tomorrow? The weather's supposed to be great." Christian looked up from his computer, his expression

for a game, especially with Alexander. "What do you mean, you can't?" Alexander asked, his brow furrowing. "Are you going out on a