The whole situation with Claudia and Alexander had finally simmered down. Claudia had reluctantly deleted the video accusing Alexander of mistreating his employees, and Alexander? Well, he made sure the world saw the apology video. Claudia’s smeared makeup, her voice cracking, the tears that probably weren't real—all of it had been broadcast for the public to feast on.
Claire had to admit, it was a sight to behold.
Sitting at her desk, she scrolled through the comments on the video. Some people were utterly confused, wondering how this random drama had erupted between Claudia and Alexander. It had all come out of nowhere for the public, who had no clue what really went down behind the scenes.
Claire chuckled as she read a particularly savage comment, “Is that a makeup tutorial gone wrong or an apology video?!”
Most of the comments weren’t kind to Claudia. Her smudged makeup became a symbol of her downfall, and people couldn’t stop talking about it. There were even memes being made. Only a small handful of people were defending her, but the majority were shaming her, calling her the real problem in this whole situation.
“Claudia, the saint? Yeah, right!” someone wrote. Claire couldn’t help but feel a little victorious. This was karma at its finest.
But as the day went on, Claire’s thoughts drifted from the chaos surrounding Claudia to something else—something a little more personal. Matthew’s words from the other night kept echoing in her head, and she knew she couldn’t just keep putting it off.
Adrian had confessed his feelings to her in Paris, and she had been turning it over in her mind ever since. It wasn’t fair to keep him waiting, and deep down, she knew she had to talk to him.
After a long day of mulling it over, she finally picked up her phone and dialed Adrian’s number. It rang once. Then twice. On the second ring, Adrian answered.
“Hey, Claire,” he said, his voice warm and familiar.
For some reason, Claire’s heart started racing, and she suddenly felt nervous. “Hey… um, I think we should talk,” she said, her voice a little shaky.
Adrian didn’t miss a beat. “Sure, where do you want to meet?”
Claire rattled off the address of a small, cozy restaurant she liked. “How about there?”
“Sounds perfect,” Adrian replied. “I’ll see you there.”
Hanging up, Claire took a deep breath. She stood up, smoothing down her dress, and grabbed her purse. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was going to say, but she knew she couldn’t avoid this conversation any longer.
As she headed toward the elevator, Matthew spotted her, his face lighting up instantly. "Wait, are you actually doing it?" he asked, grinning from ear to ear.
Claire rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips. “Yes, Matthew. I’m meeting Adrian.”
“Oh man, this is exciting!” Matthew’s excitement was almost contagious, and Claire couldn’t help but laugh.
“You’re way too invested in this,” she teased as they both stepped into the elevator.
“I’m just saying, it’s about time,” Matthew said, leaning against the wall of the elevator. “And don’t be nervous. Just be yourself.”
Claire raised an eyebrow, turning to him. “The way you’re talking, it’s like I’m about to get married or something.”
Matthew flashed a lopsided grin. “Hey, who knows? Maybe it’ll lead to that.”
Claire rolled her eyes again, but she couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across her face. “Please. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
As the elevator doors opened, Matthew shot her a playful wink. “Seriously though, just be you. Adrian already likes you. The hard part’s over.”
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