New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 402 Venus AMD Press Release

A week later, Claire was gearing up for Venus AMD's press release and exhibition. She and Matthew were in the back seat of her car, her fingers drumming a light rhythm on the seat, eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and curiosity.

"So," Matthew asked, raising an eyebrow, "what are you expecting from today's show?"

Claire's lips curled into a smirk. "Honestly? I'm curious to see what Frank has cooked up this time. He's been going on and on about how Venus AMD is better than Metacortex."

Matthew chuckled, shaking his head. "You mean, he's been talking at everyone who'll listen. The guy's got an ego the size of this city. Think he will live up to his own hype?"

Claire let out a light laugh, looking amused. "Knowing Frank, he's either going to pull off something impressive... or crash and burn spectacularly."

"Wouldn't that be something?" Matthew grinned. "At least if he fails, his press release can join the list of disastrous PR events."

"And I am not the only one who's press release got ruin."

The two shared a chuckle, already imagining the possible mishaps waiting to unfold.

Meanwhile, at the venue, Frank was pacing backstage, exuding confidence-or, at least, trying to. He inspected the scene, eyes darting around to make sure everything was in order. His pride and joy-a state-of-the-art robot designed to make everyone forget about Metacortex-stood tall at center stage, surrounded by the tech team making last-minute tweaks. One of the techies nudged his colleague. "Think it'll hold up?"

The other tech shrugged, keeping his voice low. "Who knows? We've done our best, but that thing's about as stable as a deck of cards in a windstorm."

A third tech, overhearing, muttered under his breath, "Honestly, who cares? Frank's the worst CEO I've ever worked for. If it flops, maybe he'll take the hint."

Before they could go further, their team leader walked up, catching sight of Frank's intense gaze. With a forced smile, he approached Frank.

said, with a hint of hesitation. "We're just... you know, doing some final touch-ups. Making sure there won't

back with a firm, almost crushing grip. "Good. Because if this goes well, there's a bonus in it for you," he

forced a smile and nodded. "Yes, sir. We'll make sure it goes

away, the leader took a deep breath. "Perfectly, he says," he whispered to himself, exchanging a look

as cameras flashed and journalists crowded around, eager for a glimpse of the guests arriving. The doors opened, and Claire stepped out of the car, dressed in

to handle any unwelcome surprises. As they moved toward the entrance,

press release?" the

to see what Frank's come up with. Wishing him the best, of course," she said, her eyes glinting with

shouted, "Do you think Venus AMD can actually compete with

smirked, giving the reporter a sideways look. "Let's just say

she could slip away, another question came from the back, catching her off guard. "Claire, is it true you were called into the police station yesterday?" Claire's face grew colder, though she kept her expression neutral. "I was, yes," she replied

always seem to get caught

in her gaze. "Sometimes things just happen, and I follow the proper protocols. Now, if you'll excuse me." She turned away, ending the conversation, though the journalists were clearly eager to

as they moved toward the venue doors. "Handled that

the hint of a smirk returning. "They'll dig as much as I let them. Now, let's

Frank stood near the

behind his back

crowd. Seeing

was his day, and he wasn't going to let

asked,

nervously. "Yes, sir. The robot is all set, and

well, you're

gulped, nodding a little too eagerly.