New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 351 Strolling in Paris

The car wound its way through the Paris streets, the famous landmarks of the city passing by as they headed toward the iconic Eiffel Tower. Claire stared out the window, feeling a little conflicted. She knew she needed to get back to London and bury herself in work, but there was something refreshing about Adrian's carefree attitude. For once, maybe he was right-maybe she did need a break. "Adrian," she said after a moment, "you know this doesn't mean I'm going to start slacking off, right?"

He laughed, turning to her with a teasing grin. "Oh, I wouldn't dare think that. But even the toughest, most hardworking people need a little fun now and then. You're allowed to enjoy yourself."

Claire gave him a sideways glance. "You've got a point. But just so you know, I'm already mentally preparing to dive back into work the second we're back in London."

Adrian shook his head in mock disbelief. "I wouldn't expect anything less. But for now, just enjoy Paris. You deserve it."

Soon, the car pulled up near the Eiffel Tower, the iron giant looming overhead, glittering against the twilight sky. Claire gazed up at it, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She'd been to Paris plenty of times, but there was something about seeing the Eiffel Tower like this, with its golden lights twinkling, that never got old.

Adrian jumped out of the car first and extended a hand to help Claire out, his grin wide and goofy. "M'lady," he said, putting on an exaggerated posh accent.

Claire rolled her eyes, but couldn't help the laugh that escaped her. "You're ridiculous," she said, taking his hand and stepping out of the car.

They walked over to a quieter spot where they could get a perfect view of the tower. Adrian stood beside her, hands in his pockets, as they both looked up at the iconic structure.

"Pretty nice, huh?" Adrian said, nudging her gently.

"Yeah," Claire admitted, her voice soft. "It is."

lights of Paris stretched out beneath them, and for the first time in a long time, Claire allowed herself to feel at ease. Adrian glanced over at her and saw the tension in her shoulders start to melt away. He smiled to himself, glad his plan to cheer her

not looking at him. "I didn't

widened. "See? I told you. You just needed to stop

chuckled. "Yeah, yeah. Don't get too

at the Eiffel Tower, the conversation light and easy. For a little while, Claire forgot about the chaos back in London, about Alexander,

was just about to dip below the horizon, casting a soft orange glow over Paris. Claire and Adrian were strolling leisurely near the Eiffel Tower, the iconic structure

hint of mischief in his voice, "why don't we have dinner

moment. "Oh, so you planned this, didn't you? You

the grin on his face widening. "But come on,

be reluctant, though she was

slid into the backseat, Adrian leaned forward and gave the driver the address of a restaurant. Claire raised her brows, giving him a sideways glance. "You really did

like to be

20 minutes-but the whole time, the mood between them stayed light and playful. They exchanged jokes and stories, laughing easily as the city passed by outside. When they arrived at the restaurant, the golden hour was fading into twilight. The car pulled up to a beautiful, fancy-looking place. Adrian stepped out first and,

place. It had a calm, romantic ambiance, the soft glow of candles on every table adding a warm touch. The decor was luxurious without being intimidating, and despite its fancy vibe, the restaurant felt comfortable. Adrian spoke to the hostess, and soon enough,

the past few days seemed to melt away as she glanced around

it. Paris at sunset, a nice

stories about work to silly observations about the tourists they'd seen earlier. Claire found

things began to shift. Adrian's mood, white still warm, grew a little more serious. Claire didn't

gently touched hers across the

something?" she asked with a half-smile, her