New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 493 Quantum Haven The night of the grand opening of the Harris Hotel in Las Vegas had finally arrived. Claire stood in front of the mirror in her hotel suite, adjusting the earrings she had purchased at the jewelry exhibition.

The diamonds caught the light, sparkling against the soft glow of the room. Her black dress draped elegantly over her frame, the slit on the right revealing a hint of her toned leg. She looked poised and sophisticated, every inch the powerful businesswoman she had built herself to be. Yet, despite her flawless appearance, there was a hollow feeling in her chest.

Matthew, Adrian, and Talia weren't with her. She had declined their offers to accompany her, not wanting to burden them, even though their presence would have made her feel more at ease. Instead, she had brought Sandra, her ever-reliable secretary, who was currently making last-minute preparations for the event.

Her phone vibrated on the dressing table. It was Matthew. A small smile tugged at her lips as she picked it up.

Matthew: How's everything going there?

Claire leaned back against the vanity, quickly typing a response.

Claire: Everything is fine. I'm managing well.

A second later, another message popped up.

Matthew: Are you sure you don't need help?

Claire rolled her eyes. It was typical of Matthew to worry over her like this. She smirked and sent her response.

Claire: If you ask me that again one more time, I'll block you from my contacts.

Seconds later, a sticker of a cartoon character pouting with the words "Sorry :(" appeared on her screen. Claire chuckled, shaking her head at his antics.

The makeup artist, who was cleaning up her brushes and palettes, caught Claire's small smile through the mirror.

"Texting your boyfriend?" the woman teased, winking at her.

Claire's expression immediately turned neutral as she shook her head. "No, just a friend." Then, after a beat, she added, "My boyfriend is busy."

As if on cue, her phone rang. Adrian.

A surprised expression flickered across her face before she quickly picked up. "Hey," she greeted softly, standing up from her chair and moving toward the window for more privacy.

"Hey, sweetheart," Adrian's voice was warm and sweet. "How's it going?"

let out a small breath, her tension easing just a little at

shaking her head. "Why does

Alexander Harris," Adrian responded dryly. "And we also know how much of an ass he can

being his usual self, but surprisingly, more calm than usual.

"That's a

pause before he asked, "Are you okay? Have

everything that had been happening around her. But she didn't

fine," she reassured him. "And no, nothing weird so

trying to believe her. "Alright. But if anything feels off, you

"I will."

on the door interrupted their conversation. Sandra's voice

sighed. "I have to go.

"But before you go... I miss

lips curled slightly.

"Be careful, alright?"

Talk

down. She turned back toward the black dress

Meanwhile, downstairs, Alexander

the grand lobby, inspecting every detail of the event. The hotel was designed

mind briefly wandering. He had been surprised when Claire didn't even ask about the name he had

and also his best friend, approached him. "Everything is set. The guests have started

nodded. "Good. Thanks for

man." Christian hesitated for a moment before adding, "I assume Claire is

She should be

surprised she even agreed to come," Christian commented

bridge of his

hugged her frame perfectly, and the slit added just the right amount of boldness. She reached for the necklace that matched her

who had been waiting for her, observed

she grabbed

true. Now, are