New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 339 Taking Her Down

The next morning, Alexander Harris was on a mission. He didn't want to risk giving Claire Peterson a heads-up, thinking she might avoid him if she knew he was coming. So, he headed straight to her office, walking with purpose like a man on a secret quest. When he

arrived, Sandra, Claire's friendly but sharp-eyed secretary, gave him a polite smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Harris. Are you here to see Ms. Peterson?"

Alexander nodded, and Sandra clicked a few keys on her computer. "Ms. Peterson hasn't arrived yet. She's usually having breakfast around this time."

Alexander glanced at his wristwatch. It was 9 a.m. sharp. "She's not here yet?"

Sandra smiled, almost knowingly. "Oh, Ms. Peterson likes to start her mornings with a nice long breakfast."

Of course, she does, Alexander thought.

"I'll wait," he said with a nod, trying to keep his cool.

Sandra gestured toward Claire's office door, giving him permission to head inside. Alexander walked in, taking a seat on the leather couch in the corner. Claire's office was pristine, just like the woman herself-everything in its place, not a single paper out of line. It was the kind of room that almost dared you to make a mess.

But snooping around wasn't his style-well, not when it came to Claire. So, after a few minutes of awkwardly looking around the room, he pulled out his phone and started playing a game to kill time. Thirty minutes passed. Claire still hadn't shown up, and Alexander was getting restless, bouncing between frustration and wondering if this entire visit was a bad idea.

Finally, the door swung open with a soft click, and in walked Claire Peterson, looking surprised to see him lounging on her couch like he owned the place. She paused mid-step, her perfectly manicured hand still on the door handle. "Alexander?" she asked, frowning. "What are you doing here?"

She wasn't pleased, but Alexander had expected that. He stood up, slipped his phone back into his pocket, and smoothed down his suit. "I need to talk to you."

Claire raised a perfectly arched brow, her curiosity piqued. "Oh? And you couldn't have just called?"

just say it's not a

somewhere better to be. "Well, you've got

Alexander reached for his phone, scrolling through his recent recordings. He found the one from last night and hit play. A voice-feminine, smooth, and eerily

that?" she asked, her tone sharp, but there was a hint of unease

paused the recording and looked at her, waiting for the

second, Claire's expression was unreadable, like she was trying to put the pieces together. Then,

"The one and only."

eyes. "Oh, this has to be some kind of joke.

phone down but keeping it in his hand. "I know you wanted the whole Claudia situation to be over with, and trust me, so do I. You wanted her to clarify what happened during

of helping, she started asking me to do things I'm definitely not comfortable with. This was the only thing could think of,

frowned and motioned to his

and once again, Claudia's voice rang through the room. This time, Claire listened more intently, her brow furrowing at the mention of a 40% profit. As the recording went on, she straightened up, her eyes widening slightly at Claudia's

recording ended, and Claire crossed her arms over her chest, her

beef with you from the start, huh?" Claire asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow at Alexander. "And what's this about 40%? What

scratching the back of his head, avoiding

narrow-eyed glare. "You just played me a recording where she's talking about some deal with you, and

But let's not focus on that. The point is, Claudia doesn't want to clarify anything, so we might as well

had bigger things to worry about. Uploading a voice recording of Claudia without her consent was risky, but

she just clear the air?" Claire asked, more to herself

stubborn. Claudia never does anything unless there's something in it

her brain working overtime as she tried

It could be anything. Probably something ridiculous and over the top. She's

amused for a split second.

scoffed. "Trust me,