New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 333 Another Skit

Gretta could hardly believe the news. Lisa? On trial? What in the world had she gotten herself into now? Shaking her head, Gretta tried to make sense of it all. Lisa wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and Gretta knew that. She was impulsive, clumsy, and often jumped into things without a second thought.

But a trial? This was the next level of chaos, even for Lisa.

The last time they'd hatched a plan together, things had gone sideways fast. They were supposed to hurt Claire, their common enemy, in one of their elaborate, not-so-well-thought-out revenge schemes. But that had been weeks ago, and Gretta had taken a break from the whole Claire drama. She'd needed to lay low, gather more intel, and wait for the perfect time to strike.

She wasn't one to rush into things-unlike Lisa, who apparently had no chill whatsoever.

"Honestly, Lisa, what the hell have you done now?" Gretta muttered under her breath, pacing her living room. "Is she trying to get herself killed?"

With a huff, Gretta made up her mind. She had to go see Lisa and get to the bottom of this madness. Standing up from her plush velvet couch, she slipped into her signature all-black outfit, complete with oversized sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat. She wasn't about to let anyone recognize her-not with the image she had to uphold.

She couldn't have people thinking she was associating with someone like Lisa-especially not when Lisa was sitting in a jail cell.

"Drop me at Rosewood Police Station," she told her chauffeur as she slid into the back of her sleek black town car. The drive wasn't long, but Gretta felt like she was losing precious brain cells just thinking about what Lisa might have done. How had things spiraled so far out of control?

Within thirty minutes, they arrived. Gretta wasted no time, stepping out of the car and striding purposefully into the police station, her heels clicking sharply on the floor. She approached the front desk, where a bored-looking officer sat flipping through paperwork. "I need to see someone," she said, flashing a tight smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

The officer raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "And who would that be?"

"Lisa Thompson," Gretta replied smoothly, though her irritation was rising. This wasn't exactly how she liked to spend her afternoon.

eyeing her up and down. "What's your relation to her? And why do you need to see

faltered. This was getting tiresome. Without missing a beat, she leaned in closer, her fingers dipping into her designer handbag. Pulling out a crisp stack of bills, she slipped them across the desk, giving the officer a pointed look.

got fifteen minutes," the officer said, handing her a visitor's card. "And don't

on her heel and heading toward the visitation

officer, this one standing guard by the door, inspected her card and buzzed her in. She found herself seated at one of the visitation booths, a thick pane of glass separating her from the prisoner on the other side. The whole setup felt incredibly surreal, like

on her face. She plopped down on the seat across from Gretta, clearly not thrilled about the situation. Gretta picked up the phone on her side of the glass, leaning back in

and measured. "How are you holding

corner of her mouth. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up. Didn't think

though there was

full of surprises. And besides, you're still my friend We've been through a lot together, haven't we? Especially

comes to Claire."

smirk turned into a full grin, but it was laced with bitterness. "Still on the Claire warpath, huh? I thought maybe you'd have changed

backing down until Claire is ruined. You know that." Her voice was firm, like she was making a vow. "I promised myself

glad one of us is still committed. I guess I got a little...

little ahead of yourself? Lisa, you're

was just trying to send Claire a message,

her temples. "What did you do

"I may have...kidnapped her. Long story short, I accidentally

that bitch to death but of course, the knight in shining armor, Alexander Harris have to step