New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 328

Chapter 328 She’s a Real Charmer

"So," Claire said, her voice sharp, "are you going to tell me who you are, or are we going to play this game all day?"

Claudia raised an eyebrow but stayed silent, that irritating smile still plastered on her face. She didn't seem bothered by Claire's intense glare, and instead of answering, she turned on her heel, starting to walk away. "You'll find out soon enough," Claudia threw over her shoulder, her tone almost playful.

Claire scoffed, muttering under her breath, "Unbelievable."

Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her phone, her fingers swiftly scrolling through her contacts. Finding the name she wanted, she hit call.

After a couple of rings, Alexander Harris picked up. "Claire," he greeted her, his voice smooth as always. "What can I do for you?"

"You can start by telling me if you have a deal with this mystery woman who's been making herself quite comfortable around here," Claire said, her voice tense.

There was a pause on the other end. Alexander sighed, though she couldn't see it. "Let me guess, you've met her?"

"Yeah, just had the pleasure," Claire said, sarcasm dripping from her tone. "Real charmer."

Alexander chuckled lightly, but Claire wasn't in the mood for his casual attitude. "She's... complicated," he finally said. "Apparently, she's the daughter of my dad's old business partner."

Claire nearly rolled her eyes. "Complicated? You're going to have to do better than that."

"I'm serious, Claire. It's not as simple as it seems. She's not here to cause trouble. At least, not for you or me."

"Oh, is that what she told you?" Claire asked, crossing her arms tighter. "Because from where I'm standing, she's been nothing but mysterious and irritating."

"I know, I know," Alexander said, his tone softening. "But trust me, she won't do anything that could harm our companies."

Claire exhaled sharply, leaning against the wall. "I'm not feeling all that trusting right now, Alex. This woman shows up, acts like she owns the place, and refuses to tell me who she is. How do you expect me to be okay with that?"

"But really, she's not a threat. We've had some conversations, and I don't think she's here to

dryly. "You need to make a statement about this. Regarding what happened in the

"A statement, huh?"

want your

You

a businessman,

"Claudia Wright."

a small, humorless laugh. "Of course, she has a name

fingers drumming lightly on her knee. The car slowed as they approached the Harris mansion, and she couldn't

mansion charm that screamed old money. She took a deep breath, straightening her posture. Time to handle business. When the car finally came to a stop in front of the

impressed. As the wind tousled her hair, she reminded herself that she wasn't here to gawk-she was here

was about to enter a castle. She pressed the doorbell, hearing the soft chime echo within.

afternoon," Claudia said with a polite smile. "I have

"Of course, Miss. Please,

Claudia stepped inside, and

grandness of the

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the nanny through a wide corridor and into a living room that looked as though it had been pulled straight from the pages of a luxury magazine. Tasteful, classy, and probably worth

Harris," the

settling herself

It was softer than it looked, and for a moment, she allowed herself to relax, sinking into the cushions. Glancing around the room, she had to admit the Harris family knew how to live. She crossed her legs, hands resting on her lap, as

later, she heard footsteps, and when Michael Harris walked in, Claudia straightened her back, smoothing down her skirt. Michael was older than she remembered from the few times

he spotted her, his brows shot

with a grin, crossing the room to greet her. "Wright has a

shake his hand. "Thank you, Mr. Harris. I

call me Michael," he insisted, still looking slightly shocked. "I had no idea Wright had a daughter in charge now. And here I was

the vineyard after my father stepped down. That's what I wanted

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