New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 398

Chapter 398 Visiting Adrian

As Claire stepped into her office, a familiar voice greeted her from across the room. "How's the self-care going?" Matthew was seated on her desk, casually flipping through a newspaper.

Claire let out a long sigh and plopped down on the couch. "It went well. Honestly, I feel relaxed... but," she trailed off, a thoughtful look crossing her face.

Matthew raised a brow, folding the newspaper. "Uh-oh. What's the 'but'?"

Claire turned fully to him, frowning. "I ran into Cindy Marshall."

Matthew chuckled. "Name rings a bell, doesn't it?"

She snapped her fingers, clearly frustrated. "Exactly! Sounds so familiar, but I can't remember where from."

Matthew leaned back, a playful smirk on his face. "Claire, your age is showing."

Claire shot him a glare. "Very funny."

"Hey, I'm just saying," he shrugged. "You remember telling me about her a few months back? The whole mess in America-Cindy Marshall and her dad, Alexander. You even said Alexander pretty much single-handedly ruined her career. Ringing any bells now?" Realization dawned on her face, and she nodded. "That's why her name sounded so familiar. I can't believe I forgot that."

"Must've been one heck of a self-care day if it wiped her right out of your memory."

She rolled her eyes. "Anyway, I saw her at my regular salon. But, like... what's she even doing here in London? She's American, and after everything that happened, I thought her career was pretty much over."

Matthew scratched his chin, thinking. "Funny you mention that I saw a new billboard with her face on it just the other day. I thought it was weird, too, given what you told me about Alexander putting an end to her career."

Claire shrugged, looking bored already. "Probably ran crying to Daddy and got herself a job."

Matthew smirked. "So you're not worried?"

She's not on my

"Fair enough. Speaking of people on your radar, how's

her eyes. "Ugh. Stuck, honestly. No clues, no nothing. Weirdly enough, there hasn't been any movement these past few days. Whoever this person is, they've been haunting me constantly, but suddenly... radio silence. I mean, either they gave up, or they got wind of the new software I designed to keep their nonsense

eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "So, it's good

There are still a few bugs I need to work on. Every now and then, it

still progress. Anyway, keep me posted. I'm still working on finding the guy behind that

good. I'll leave that delightful task in your

giving her a little wave before

back to her computer and picked up where she'd left off. After a while, Sandra poked her head in, clipboard in

just a reminder-you've got that meeting tomorrow with

up and nodded. "Got it.

headed downstairs to the lobby,

She walked inside, took the elevator to Adrian's floor, and made her way to his room. She knocked gently, then pushed

her heart twisted a bit. "How're you

bed. He reached over and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

her brows knitted. "It is my fault. Everything that happened... if

her. "None of this is on you. And look, in a week, I'm

said, "Maybe... maybe it'd be better if we kept our distance in the future." Adrian's face fell, and he looked at her with

away. "It's not that I want to push you away, Adrian. It's just...

do you? I'd rather be in this bed a thousand times than lose you.

but it didn't reach her eyes. "I don't want to keep putting

softly, shaking his head. "Claire, I knew what I was getting into from the start. I'm not some delicate flower you

bit her lip, clearly torn. "I just

with that same warmth that made her stomach twist. "We're in this

of the hospital room, the

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