New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 366 Morning Gossip

Matthew grabbed his coffee from the counter, glancing at Claire as she took hers. "So... Alexander went to the office?" he asked, casually sipping his drink. Claire nodded, blowing on her coffee to cool it down. "Yup. And it was... unexpected, to say the least."

As they headed out of the coffee shop and into the cool morning air, Matthew raised an eyebrow. "Unexpected how?"

Claire shook her head, the memory still baffling her. "I didn't expect him to be waiting in the lobby. I mean, who just shows up like that?"

Matthew pushed open the door, holding it for Claire as they made their way outside. "That's weird. Why was he at Metacortex anyway?" Claire stopped just before getting into the car, turning to face Matthew with a raised eyebrow. "Remember when I took that day off?" Matthew paused mid-sip, nodding. "Yeah, I remember. Why?"

Claire opened the car door, gesturing for him to do the same. "A lot happened that day. Like, Lisa didn't end up going to jail... and, oh yeah, Alexander punched Adrian in the face."

Matthew's eyes widened, and for a moment, he just stared at her in disbelief. "Wait-hold on. Did you just say Alexander punched Adrian? In the face?"

Claire slid into the passenger seat, laughing a little at his reaction. "Yes, Matthew. You heard me right."

Matthew, still stunned, got into the driver's seat and blinked at her. "What?! How did that even happen? Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Claire shrugged as she adjusted her seatbelt. "Well, for one, it's not exactly something I wanted to broadcast. And it happened a few days ago."

Matthew shook his head, still trying to wrap his mind around it as he started the car. "Okay, so you've got to tell me the whole story. I can't believe I missed this!"

"Alright," Claire said, rolling her eyes playfully. "Adrian and I were going to this restaurant for dinner, right? Everything was fine. Then, out of nowhere, Alexander shows up. And he's drunk. Totally out of it. He walks up to our table like it's no big deal." Matthew whistled in disbelief. "At the restaurant? What was he thinking?"

Claire scoffed, sipping her coffee. "That's the thing, Matthew. I have no idea what he was thinking. The entire restaurant was staring at us, and you know how much I hate that kind of attention. So, I was already pissed off. Adrian tried to calm Alexander down-he got in between us and that's when it happened."

Matthew glanced at her as they drove out of the parking lot. "Wait, what happened?"

Claire sighed, shaking her head at the memory. "Next thing I know, Alexander punches Adrian. Right in the face. And I was just... stunned. Like, what the hell, right?"

eyes wide. "What did you

in it. "I yelled at Alexander, obviously. And then he has the nerve to apologize to me. Like, hello? You punched Adrian! You should be apologizing

to process

a

of the car filling the space as Matthew shook his head, still in disbelief. Finally, he broke the

the chaos of the past few days. "Yeah, you're right. But unfortunately, drama seems

down the road, Claire's phone rang. She glanced at the screen and sighed. "It's David, my

gave her a side-eye. "This should be good. Want me

her head. "No, I'll take

the call.

Peterson," David greeted her, his tone professional as

grip on the phone tightened slightly. She took a deep breath, trying to keep her cool.

before continuing. "She's been moved to the

Relief? Frustration? A mix of both? She took a long breath, steadying herself.

visit her if you

outside the window, her mind swirling with the complicated emotions that Lisa always seemed to bring up. "Thanks, David. I'll let you know." "Take care, Ms.

at the screen for a moment before placing it in her

at her, eyebrows raised in concern. "Everything

I guess. David just told me Lisa's in

gave her a sideways glance. "Wow.

head back against the seat. "I don't know. I'm not sure what I would

tapped the steering wheel, thinking for a moment. "It's tough. But maybe it's worth going,

know

sad,

to collect that evidence just... it doesn't matter anymore." she paused as she looked testhe window. "Those late-night work, investigating, collecting evidence when Lisa tried to kill