New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 279

Waiting for the fingerprint results was driving Claire up the wall. It had been ten long hours, and she was beyond impatient. Sitting in her office, tapping her fingers against the desk, she glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. Nothing. No calls, no email. Just radio silence.

“I’m calling it a night,” Claire muttered to herself, rubbing her temples. Her body felt heavy, a side effect of donating blood the day before and skipping her meds.

With that, she packed up her things and headed home, determined to get a good night's sleep. Well, that was the plan, at least.

The next morning, Claire was rudely awakened by the sound of her ringtone blaring like an alarm siren. She groaned, pulling the blanket over her head. But she couldn’t ignore it. What if it was something important?

With a grunt, she threw off the covers and fumbled for her phone on the bedside table. “Hello?” she answered, her voice groggy and clearly not ready for the day.

“Are you awake?” came Matthew’s annoyingly chipper voice on the other end of the line.

Claire rolled her eyes, even though he couldn’t see it. “I am now,” she replied sarcastically.

“Good, because the fingerprint results are out,” Matthew informed her, and just like that, Claire was wide awake.

“I’ll be there soon!” Claire practically jumped out of bed, her energy suddenly restored.

She rushed through her morning routine like a woman on a mission. Clothes? Check. Hair? Eh, good enough. Phone and keys? Check. Ready to go. Without wasting another second, Claire bolted out the door and headed to Metacortex.

But there was no time for traffic today. Claire took the helicopter.

Before heading to the rooftop, she made a quick detour to the robotics team. The last thing she needed was her employees asking too many questions about Abigail’s absence.

“Just a quick information,” Claire said, addressing the team, “Something bad happened to Abigail. She got hit by a car and now she is in a coma."

Gasps filled the room as the team processed the news.

"What?"

"It can be."

"How can that happened?"

A lot of question filled the room as they couldn't believe what they aare hearing.

“Which hospital is she in?” one of them asked.

Claire held up a hand. “I’ll tell you once I get permission from her parents.” She knew how to keep a crowd calm, even when she didn’t have all the answers.

With that, she headed to the rooftop. Moments later, the helicopter lifted off, whisking her away to Cryptonic. The flight was short, just 20 minutes, and before Claire knew it, she was hopping out of the helicopter, her face set in a determined expression.

She headed straight for Matthew’s office. As soon as she stepped through the door, Matthew stood up from his desk. “Let’s head down to the forensic team,” he said, motioning for her to follow.

Together, they made their way to the third floor, where a woman with glasses greeted them. She handed Claire a file, already diving into the details.

“There are two sets of fingerprints on Abigail’s phone,” the woman began, adjusting her glasses. “One belongs to Abigail, and the other is unidentified.”

Claire’s heart raced. This was the lead she’d been waiting for.