New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 350 Downfall of Claudia Wright

"You can't terminate our contract, Alexander. You can't." Claudia says frantically. Claudia's voice broke as she turned back to Alexander. "Please, just give me another chance." Alexander's smirk faded, and his expression turned cold. He looked at her, no longer amused. "I don't care," he said flatly. "Honestly, I'm glad you've finally shown your true colors."

Claudia blinked, stunned by his harsh words. Before she could respond, Alexander turned and walked out of the office, his steps deliberate and unhurried. Outside, he spotted Claire striding down the hallway. He quickened his pace, catching up to her, and grabbed her elbow gently. Claire spun around, her face immediately settling into her usual cold, unreadable mask. She frowned, pulling her arm free from his grip. "What?" she asked, her tone icy.

Alexander opened his mouth to say something clever, maybe something to match Claire's sharp edge, but nothing came out. His mind went blank. He stood there for a second, his tongue tied, before he finally managed to blurt out, "Uh, I just wanted to thank you." Claire raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. "Thank me?" Her voice dripped with skepticism. "I didn't do it for you, Alexander."

He blinked, confused. "You... didn't?"

"No," Claire snapped, her tone sharp as a knife. "I did it for Metacortex. My company is partnered with Harris Hotel, and I can't afford for that partnership to tank because of your incompetence. I'm protecting my interests, not you."

Alexander stared at her, his surprise genuine. But after a second, he nodded. "Still," he muttered, looking down awkwardly. "I don't know how to deal with people like Claudia. So, thank you."

Claire's gaze didn't soften, not even a little. She simply stared at him coldly. "You need to be smarter about choosing your business partners," she said, her voice firm. "If you don't want to end up in a mess like this again." Alexander nodded, unsure of what else to say. "Right. Got it."

Claire gave him one last look, clearly unimpressed, before turning and walking away without another word. Alexander stood there for a moment, feeling a strange mix of relief and frustration. He had won this round, sure, but Claire's words stung. He couldn't deny that she was right.

Inside the office, Claudia was still standing, frozen in place, staring at the door Alexander had just exited through. Her mind raced, unable to process what had just happened. It wasn't supposed to go like this. She had a plan. A perfect plan. And now... it was all ruined. She collapsed onto the floor, her knees hitting the hardwood with a thud. Tears streamed down her face, and she let out a strangled scream, the sound raw and full of rage. How could this have happened? How could it all have gone so wrong?

She slammed her fist against the floor, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "No, no, no!" she cried, the words barely coherent through her sobs. "This can't be happening!"

The door creaked open, and Claudia's secretary poked her head inside, her eyes wide with concern. "Madame Wright? I heard you screaming... Is everything alright?" Claudia's head snapped up, her face twisted in fury. "Get out!" she shrieked, her voice hoarse from crying. "I don't want to see you!"

The secretary recoiled, startled by the outburst. "But-"

She threw her phone across the room, watching as it shattered against the

clearly unsure what to do, before quickly retreating, closing the

to catch her breath. Everything she had worked for, everything

of the building, the cool Paris air hit their faces. Alexander, walking alongside Claire, glanced at her, trying to figure out how to break the

me with this

shot him a sideways

full of disdain. She

replied coldly. "All I want is for

by her bluntness. Before he could respond, a familiar voice called

a warm smile spread across her face as Adrian approached, grinning like he hadn't a care in the world. "Is everything going well?" he asked, his tone light. "Everything's settled,"

in Paris, made his stomach twist. He hadn't expected Adrian to tag along on this trip, and it irked him more than he cared to admit. "Adrian," Alexander said with a strained smile. "What are

He smiled brightly, but Alexander's frown deepened. Hearing Adrian say that

sensing the rising

"We should go," she

with a pointed

added,

don't want to be dragged into

and headed toward the waiting car, leaving Alexander standing there, watching them go. His mind was a whirlwind of

exhaustion, mostly from dent

sapped, and seeing Adrian with Claire wasn't helping

disappeared into