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

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

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

frowned. "Ma'am, that's not within my

to speak to a detective. I

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

turned and headed up

Room 203, Claire knocked

in," a deep voice

forties with a sharp gaze, sat behind his desk, files scattered in front of him. He raised an eyebrow at

he greeted, recognizing her. "To what do I

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

Harris frowned. "Why now?"

have the evidence that proves who

caught his attention. He leaned forward, his sharp

and held it up. "Everything is in

the device. He inserted it into his laptop and clicked

through the financial records, and skimmed through the

back in his chair, rubbing his chin. "This

was cold. "Robert

sharply. "This case has been cold for years. If

up, we can

my family's deaths. He's also

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

drop you off

The moment they

CEO of Metacortex, accompanied by a detective and a police

walking straight

office. Claire didn't bother knocking- she pushed the door

was tangled up with his secretary, their lips locked

Claire scoffed. "Of course."

away, looking utterly shocked. His secretary gasped, scrambling to fix her blouse before hastily leaving the

surprised seeing you having an

in irritation as he straightened his tie. "What the hell,

"Robert Robertson, you are under arrest for conspiracy in the deaths of the Peterson

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