New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 403 Robot Malfunction

Frank stood center stage, basking in the attention of the audience. His excitement practically radiated as he motioned for Robert, his lead engineer, to join him. The crowd watched as Robert stepped up, and Frank clapped him on the shoulder, a proud grin stretched across his face.

"Everyone, this is Robert, the brains behind our latest project!" Frank announced, his voice booming through the speakers. "He's the one who came up with the brilliant concept for our new robot." A buzz ran through the audience as they murmured in anticipation. As Robert gave a modest wave, Frank continued, "Now, let's talk about what makes our robot revolutionary. You've all heard of Metacortex, yes? Well, they may have their little helper bot, but let me tell you-our creation is on a whole new level." He chuckled. "This isn't just some helper with wheels and basic programming; this robot has hands, legs, and it can perform tasks just like a human. Imagine the possibilities!"

Some guests leaned forward, intrigued, while others whispered to each other in curiosity. Claire, standing at the back with Matthew, rolled her eyes.

"Is he for real?" she whispered to Matthew, crossing her arms. "A robot with full capabilities, built in a month? No way."

Matthew chuckled, glancing at her. "Just wait until he starts the demo. We'll see if all this bragging holds up."

Meanwhile, Frank kept the spotlight on Robert. "Tell them about the robot's features, Robert," Frank prompted, gesturing for Robert to speak.

Robert cleared his throat, looking a little uncomfortable but ready to give his pitch. "Well, our robot can follow voice commands, so there's no need for remote controls. We wanted something that responds naturally to human input. It's designed to assist in tasks that require precision, from carrying objects to performing routine maintenance tasks."

Frank jumped back in, smiling arrogantly. "Exactly! None of that outdated remote nonsense-our robot is built for convenience and efficiency, making Metacortex look like amateurs." The audience chuckled, some nodding in approval.

Claire snorted softly. "Right, because remotes are so last century," she whispered sarcastically to Matthew.

"Hey," Matthew replied with a smirk, "who needs remotes when your robot has an independent streak?"

Frank continued, oblivious to the whispering in the crowd. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've been waiting for-the unveiling!"

He stepped to the side, grasped the edge of the drape covering the robot, and yanked it down dramatically. The fabric pooled on the floor, revealing a gleaming, humanoid robot standing in the spotlight. The audience gasped, and flashes of cameras went off as people whipped out their phones to capture the moment.

With a smug grin, Frank looked straight at Claire, his eyes brimming with a smugness that only she could recognize. But she kept her face neutral, arms crossed over her chest as she watched the show with barely concealed skepticism.

Frank took a step forward, hands outstretched as he addressed the crowd. "Now, let's see this robot in action. It's all voice-commanded, so watch how seamlessly it responds!" He turned to the robot. "Pour a cup of water."

a glass and carefully poured water from a nearby pitcher, filling the glass without spilling a drop. The crowd murmured in amazement, and Frank beamed. "See? Precision,

how long this goes smoothly," Claire muttered to

continued, clearly in his element.

executed a small hop, landing with a soft thud, much to the

smile, "for something

as it began to lift, the audience noticed a slight hesitation. The robot paused, its head tilting to the side as though

the chair as the soft whirring sound from its motors grew louder. Frank shot a glance at the tech team on the side, who were looking increasingly

it against the stage floor. The audience gasped, and a ripple of nervous laughter spread as the robot continued its rampage. Frank's eyes widened, and he quickly stepped back. "Stop! Robot, stop!" he shouted, but the robot ignored him, its mechanical limbs flailing as it continued its chaotic

Frank's side, whispering frantically. "We need to shut it

it down! What's taking so long?" Frank hissed, panic flaring in his eyes as he tried to

team

backstage, pressing buttons on

fidgeting with

robot remained on

the robot turned, now facing Frank. He backed up, trying to keep his composure as flashes from cameras intensified, the journalists eating

team. "Is

his head, looking pale.

a hand to

shaking his head, thoroughly entertained by the unfolding disaster. "Guess Frank's so-called 'cutting-edge' tech didn't include a failsafe," Claire whispered to him

a

as he caught up to her. "What are you doing?" "I'm going to fix his mess," she said, her voice full of mock exasperation. "Might as well save

approaching and looked even more flustered, but he didn't have time to stop

the main control?" Claire

the techs, too panicked to argue, pointed to

flashed with code as she dove intothe robot's operating system, looking for any way

down, its