New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 289 She Ran Away

Claire felt her irritation rise. It was like trying to have a serious conversation with a brick wall. "The woman, Alexander. Tell me who the woman is!"

Alexander leaned back in his chair, raising his eyebrows in surprise. Then, a smirk slowly spread across his face, the kind that made Claire want to punch him. He crossed his arms, mirroring her stance.

"So, you know it's a woman," he teased. "That means you're one step closer to figuring it out."

Claire gritted her teeth. "This isn't a guessing game. I don't have time for this."

He stood up and strolled toward the door, casually as if they were talking about the weather. Reaching for the handle, he opened the door wide and turned back to her. "I'm busy, Claire. I don't have time to be disturbed by your endless questions." Claire remained rooted to her spot, glaring at him. "I'm not leaving until you tell me who she is."

Alexander scoffed, his smirk turning into a grin. "You barely tell me anything. Why should I share my information with you?"

Claire took a step closer, her eyes narrowing. "Because this woman hurt Abigail. And I'm not letting her get away with it. If you know something, it's better if you tell me now."

They stood there, staring each other down, neither one willing to back off. Claire's eyes were practically shooting lasers, and Alexander's frown deepened as the tension between them grew. Just when things were about to explode, Alexander's phone rang, breaking the standoff.

He glanced at the screen, sighed, and answered the call. "Yes, Mary?"

It was Abigail's mother. Alexander's eyes widened in surprise as he listened. "She's awake? I'll be there as soon as I can."

He hung up and turned to Claire, his voice more serious than before. "Abigail's awake."

Claire's hard expression softened for a moment, genuine surprise flickering across her face. But before either of them could say anything else, they both hurried out of the office, the intensity of their previous argument temporarily forgotten.

into the lobby, Claire turned back to Alexander, her voice firm. "This conversation isn't

headed toward their car. Alexander walked briskly toward his own vehicle, feeling

when his

the one stationed at the private

said, his voice wavering a bit. "Lisa's managed to slip away. We're still searching

now? I told you to watch her, not let

to keep his voice steady. "We're combing the entire area, sir. It's a private dock-she can't have gone

and sharp. "I want her back in that house, and I

inside him. He slammed his hands against the steering

at the best of times, and now that she was on the loose, there was no telling what kind of chaos she would stir up. Claire and Matthew were already on the road, heading toward the hospital where Abigail was recovering. The

going to ask

Abigail's doing. I hope she's okay." Claire said, though her focus was already shifting back to the situation at hand. Back at the docks, Alexander's bodyguards were scouring the area, searching through shadows and every hidden corner. Lisa, however, was proving harder to track down than expected. Alexander pulled up to his private dock. He hopped out of the car, barely letting the engine shut off before a burly man in a black suit approached him, his face looking more anxious than usual. "Boss, uh, I'm sorry," the bodyguard stammered, his hand nervously brushing the

him, instantly suspicious. "What's that

hard. "It's... Lisa, sir. She, uh, grabbed a knife

what?" Alexander raised an eyebrow, clearly not in the mood for this kind of

cut me, but... it's fine. Just a

convinced. "Did she hurt

hesitated. A long pause. Alexander crossed his

with it,"

got one of the

nearby to scatter into the sky. "I didn't think Lisa had it in her

a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated, before barking out orders. "Get him to a hospital, now! And next time,

already pulling out his phone