New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 507 Arrested Claire sat in her office, meticulously gathering the evidence she had compiled against Robert-documents, financial statements, and internal reports from his time at Metacortex. Matthew stood beside her, double-checking the files, his expression grim.

"You sure about this?" Matthew asked as he passed her a flash drive.

Claire took it without hesitation. "More than ever."

She glanced at the clock. Time was slipping away, and she had to act fast before Robert caught wind of what she was doing.

As she placed the last set of papers into a file, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and immediately put the call on speaker.

"Winnie," Claire said, continuing to organize the documents. "Why are you calling?"

Winnie's voice came through, slightly breathless. "I think I found out who this Evelyn is. The one who keeps visiting Lisa."

Claire's movements halted. She straightened, her grip tightening on the papers. "And?"

"I—I have a strong feeling she's planning to free Lisa," Winnie continued. "I just don't know how she's going to do it."

Claire frowned, her mind racing. "Free her?"

"Yeah. But I don't think it's a legal route," Winnie said hesitantly.

Claire exchanged a glance with Matthew before responding. "Keep an eye on Evelyn. See if you can find her real name."

There was a brief pause.

"I don't know, Claire," Winnie said, her voice laced with uncertainty.

Claire immediately softened her tone. "Listen, you don't have to keep going if you're uncomfortable. Just telling me what you know is more than enough. I'll take it from here."

Another moment of silence.

Then Winnie sighed. “No. I'll try one more time to find out who she is. I need to know."

Claire nodded, even though Winnie couldn't see her. "Alright. But if things get dangerous, stop immediately and get far away. Call me the moment you sense trouble, and I'll handle it."

"I will," Winnie promised. "Thanks, Claire."

"Stay safe," Claire said before hanging up.

She turned back to Matthew, her expression sharp. "We have to move now."

grabbing his coat. "Let's

police station with purpose. The officer at the front desk barely had

reopen the case of my parents' deaths from three years ago," Claire stated, her voice steady but firm. "That includes the accident I was

officer frowned. "Ma'am, that's not

I want to speak to a detective. I have

Claire Peterson wasn't someone to be dismissed lightly. With a short nod, he motioned toward the staircase. "Detective Harris is

for further instructions. She turned and headed up

Room 203, Claire knocked

a deep

stepping inside. Detective Harris, a gruff-looking man in his late forties with a sharp gaze, sat behind his desk, files scattered in front of him. He raised an eyebrow at the two

recognizing her. "To what do

polite nod before getting straight to the point. "I want to reopen the car crash

Harris frowned. "Why now?"

that

his attention. He leaned forward, his sharp

flash drive and held it up. "Everything

then reached out and took the device. He

room as he watched the footage, read through the financial records, and

minutes, he leaned back in his chair, rubbing his

"Robert

has been cold for years. If

we can move on it

just involved in my family's deaths. He's also

pages, nodding slowly. Then, he stood. "Alright. We'll move

smirked. "I'll gladly drop you

officer entered VenusAMD. The moment they stepped into the lobby, the employees

of Metacortex, accompanied by a detective and a police officer? This was not a

ignored the murmurs, walking

for Robert's office. Claire didn't bother knocking- she

secretary, their lips locked in a heated

Claire scoffed. "Of course."

away, looking utterly shocked. His secretary gasped, scrambling to fix her blouse

a step forward. "Why am I not surprised seeing you having an

his tie. "What the hell, Claire? You can't just barge in

beside Claire stepped forward. "Robert Robertson, you are under arrest for conspiracy in the deaths of the

drained from Robert's