New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 435 Confronting Cindy

convinced it was you."

Adrian ran a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated as he tried to piece it together. "I was at a banquet that night. Everything was normal until I saw this woman. She looked... exactly like you-same hair, same dress style, even the way she talked. For a second, I was Claire raised an eyebrow. "So, you just walked up and kissed her?"

"I know it sounds insane," Adrian said, holding up his hands defensively. "At first, I was suspicious. But I don't know-something just felt... off. It's like my brain wasn't working right. One second, I was questioning it, and the next, I was kissing her. I can't explain it." Claire leaned back, her eyes narrowing in thought. "And why would you see me in a random woman? That doesn't make any sense."

"I have no idea," Adrian admitted, his frustration evident. "It's like my vision was playing tricks on me."

Claire's gears were turning now. "Did you have anything to drink that night?"

Adrian nodded. "Yeah, but nothing unusual. Just a couple of cocktails, maybe some wine. Why?"

Claire's expression darkened as a possible explanation formed in her mind. "What if one of those drinks was spiked? It would explain why your judgment was so messed up."

Adrian frowned. "Spiked? Who would do that? Everyone at the banquet seemed normal to me."

Claire's lips pursed as a name surfaced in her mind-Cindy Marshall. Her suspicions sharpened like a knife. "Did you meet anyone there named Cindy? Cindy Marshall?"

Adrian's brow furrowed in thought. "Cindy... Cindy... I think I met someone named Cindy, but I don't remember her last name. Why?"

"That's all I needed to know," Claire muttered, her tone colder now. She didn't elaborate, but her mind was already connecting the dots. Cindy had been used before, and this had her manipulative fingerprints all over it.

Adrian looked at her curiously. "Claire, what are you thinking?"

who's behind this," Claire said, standing

go into

at him, her expression softening

through so much. But I want you to know-I would never do anything to hurt you. Whatever happened that night, it wasn't me." Claire sighed, her resolve softening a little. "I believe you, Adrian. And I know you wouldn't hurt me. But whoever set this up? They knew exactly what they were doing, and I can't let

small, grateful smile. "Then let's figure it

determination hardening her features once more. "Oh, we will. But first, I need to

barely rang once before his familiar, slightly raspy voice answered. "What's

I think I've figured out what happened

What's the deal?" Matthew asked, the sound of keys

I think she's the one who spiked Adrian's drink. It makes too much sense-the timing, the circumstances. She's the only one who benefits from this mess." Matthew let out a low whistle, his disbelief tinged with

grin.

"Roger that. Give me a few

His arms were crossed, and the look on

and defiant. "I want to know exactly who

her lip, trying to suppress a smile. She took a step closer, tilting her head as she looked up at him. "Adrian, trust me. You don't want to be there. This is going to be a catfight, not a cat-and-dog fight." Adrian opened his mouth to protest, but Claire cut him off, her tone firm but affectionate. "I'll handle it. You're better

unyielding for a moment before he sighed in defeat.

to kiss him lightly on the cheek. "Deal. I'll tell

with a mix of concern and admiration as she

she replied with a

of her car, her mind already racing through the confrontation ahead. Her phone buzzed, and she quickly glanced at the message from Matthew. "She's at the

me to the shopping

Claire

smoother driver. The car