Chapter 483 Reminder Alexander sat in his sleek, modern office, the afternoon light filtering through the large windows, casting long shadows across the room. His desk was immaculate, a testament to his meticulous nature. As he leaned back in his chair, he picked up his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found Claire's number. He hesitated for a moment, a small frown forming on his face, then tapped the call button. The phone rang and rang again, and Alexander's brow furrowed deeper with each unanswered ring. Just as he was about to hang up, Claire answered, her tone sharp and businesslike.

"Alexander," she said, her voice devoid of warmth. "What do you need?"

Alexander cleared his throat, masking the slight sting her tone inflicted. "I just wanted to remind you about the Harris Hotel opening in Las Vegas. It's in two weeks, and we need to be there."

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a soft sigh that Alexander barely caught but knew was there. It wasn't just the sound; it was the weight behind it, the reluctance he could feel even through the phone.

"I remember," Claire finally said, her tone flat. "Thanks for the reminder."

Alexander nodded, though she couldn't see it. "Good. I thought perhaps we could fly out together, use my private jet."

Another pause. "I will make my own arrangements," Claire replied curtly. "But thank you."

"Of course," Alexander said, keeping his voice even. "I appreciate your cooperation."

"Is there anything else, Alexander?"

"No," he replied quickly, sensing the edge in her tone. "That is all."

more. Alexander set the phone down and leaned back,

wondered, not for the first time if things between him and Claire would ever improve. There was time when they were more than civil when the boundaries of business and personal blurred

mistakes, before the regrets that now weighed heavily on him. He sighed, running a hand

sat at her desk, the remnants of her conversation with Alexander still lingering in her mind. Her fingers tapped rhythmically against the surface as she tried to refocus on the documents in front of her. The reminder about the hotel opening wasn't something she needed right now-not with

through her thoughts. Claire reached for her phone, unlocking it to find a message from an

felt like an unnecessary distraction. She typed a quick reply, declining the invitation, citing her busy schedule. But the response was

back, half-expecting a date she could easily brush

PM,"

well with her. Still, a part of her knew the connections she maintained at such events could be valuable. After a brief pause, she replied, "I'll try to

was palpable, even through the text. "Perfect!

leaning back in her chair. The week was shaping up to be busier than she had anticipated, and the added pressure of the upcoming hotel opening and now this exhibition felt like the

next few days would require her full attention and more. The jewelry exhibition was still a question mark,

full in the midst of my investigation about Andre and Eligos? With a lot of things to do, I doubt I

of her office is open and Sandra pokes her head inside. "Ms. Peterson, you have a meeting at 2

and nodded. "Thank you, Sandra, for reminding

Claire with her scrambling thoughts inside her mind. And so, she added it to her mental

Claire found herself slipping into the rhythm of her work, the steady pace providing a temporary refuge from the more complicated matters of her personal life. Yet, no matter how engrossed she became in the details of her projects, there was an

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