New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 231

Claire held the phone to her ear, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the sketches Abigail had just sent over. The robot design was detailed—really detailed. Claire let out a deep breath, feeling the weight of the project settle on her shoulders. This was going to be more complicated than she’d anticipated.

Abigail’s voice crackled through the phone, sounding slightly concerned. “Claire? What do you think? You’ve been quiet for a while.”

Claire snapped out of her thoughts and cleared her throat. “The sketches are…nice, Abigail. Very detailed.”

There was a pause at the other end of the line before Abigail’s voice came back, a little less confident. “Just nice? You sound like you’re holding something back.”

Claire smiled, appreciating Abigail’s straightforwardness. “Well, they’re a bit complicated. But that’s not the real issue here.”

“Oh?” Abigail’s curiosity was piqued. “What’s the issue, then?”

Claire leaned back in her chair, staring at the ceiling as she explained. “Metacortex is going to build this robot from scratch. We can’t rely on any other company because no one’s willing to take on the project with such a tight deadline.”

There was a rustling sound on the other end of the line, and Claire could almost picture Abigail sitting up straight, eyes wide. “Are you serious? Why the sudden decision?”

Claire sighed, rubbing her temple. “It’s not like we have much of a choice. Every company I approached turned us down. They all said the same thing: the timeline is too short.”

Abigail let out a low whistle, then surprised Claire by offering, “Well, if that’s the case, I’ll help out. I mean, I did graduate with an engineering degree, so this stuff isn’t exactly foreign to me.”

Claire raised an eyebrow, impressed. “You really want to help? This isn’t going to be easy, you know.”

Abigail chuckled. “Easy isn’t really in my vocabulary. Plus, it sounds like fun. Count me in.”

Claire couldn’t help but smile. “Thanks, Abigail. I really appreciate it.”

“So, when do we start?” Abigail asked, her voice full of energy.

“Tomorrow’s fine,” Claire replied, glancing at the clock on her desk. “I need to pick the right people from my team first. I want to make sure we’ve got the best minds on this.”

“Got it. Just let me know what’s next,” Abigail said cheerfully.

“Will do,” Claire said, grateful for the support. “Thanks again, Abigail.”

“Anytime! Talk to you soon.”

As the call ended, Claire’s gaze fell on Alexander’s name in her contacts. She knew she needed to inform him directly about the situation, even though talking to him wasn’t exactly on her list of favorite things to do.

Taking a deep breath, Claire dialed his number. The phone barely had a chance to ring twice before Alex’s deep voice answered, “Claire. What’s going on?”