New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 370

Matthew sped down the road toward Cryptonic, barely able to contain his excitement. After his phone call with Claire, he didn’t waste any time. As soon as she gave him the green light to head back to Cryptonic, he was out the door, hopping into his car and driving straight to the office. Whatever Claire had discovered, he was eager to hear it.

When he arrived, he made a beeline for Claire’s office. The place was always quiet, filled with the hum of computers and the soft glow of monitors. As soon as he walked in, he spotted Claire, laser-focused on her computer screen, typing away furiously. She didn’t even turn to look at him, but somehow, she always knew when he was there.

Without taking her eyes off the screen, Claire asked, “How was it at Metacortex?”

Matthew dropped into the chair across from her, running a hand through his hair. “Same as what you experienced earlier. I was about to enter the code you sent me, and boom—everything just stopped. The hacking just... paused, like nothing happened. Then, out of nowhere, the control room monitors were working again like magic.”

Claire’s fingers hovered above her keyboard, her eyes narrowing slightly. She then turned her head toward him, a knowing look on her face. “I think I’ve got an idea who’s behind it.”

Matthew leaned in, his eyebrows scrunched together. “Wait, seriously? You figured it out?”

Claire shook her head, biting her lip. “Not exactly. I haven’t figured out who it is yet, but I did manage to piece together something important.”

Matthew tilted his head, curiosity written all over his face. “What do you mean?”

Claire pushed her chair back a little, stretching out. “Think about it. No one knows about Cryptonic. It’s not something you can just Google and find. Even if someone searches for it, nothing comes up. The only way in is through an invitation I personally send out. So, for someone to hack into Cryptonic? That means they’re either part of the community already or…”

Matthew’s eyes widened. “Or what?”

“Or they’ve found a way in without my knowledge, which, to be honest, seems impossible. Cryptonic is so locked down that even the best hackers have tried and failed to breach it.”

Matthew nodded but still seemed skeptical. “Yeah, but what if this person is just really good? Like, maybe they aren’t a member but somehow managed to get in? You know, bypassed all the security?”

Claire shook her head vigorously, completely disagreeing. “No way. If it were that easy, there would be dozens of people trying to break in every day. People have tried, trust me. Cryptonic is nearly impenetrable. And even if they did manage to sneak in, the bigger question is how did they even know it existed? It’s not like we’re broadcasting this thing. Cryptonic’s whole purpose is to stay secretive.”

Matthew let out a long sigh, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his temples. “Yeah, I get it. It just doesn’t add up, though. Whoever this is, they’ve clearly studied you, studied everything about you… but you’ve got nothing on them.”

Claire nodded, a frown tugging at her lips. “Exactly. It’s like they know my every move, but I can’t even figure out who they are. It’s frustrating.”

Before either of them could say more, Claire’s phone vibrated on the desk. She glanced down and saw Adrian’s name flash across the screen. Great timing, she thought sarcastically. She picked up the phone and forced herself to sound calm, despite the tension building inside her.

“Claire, darling,”

“Hey, Adrian,” she said, trying to keep her voice light.

“Where are you? I went to your office earlier to see you but Sandra told me you are not in the office.” Adrian’s voice was warm, but there was a hint of curiosity there. “I’ve got some free time today and thought we could grab dinner.”

Claire hesitated, biting her lip. She wasn’t in the mood to go out—she had bigger things to focus on, like tracking down whoever was messing with Cryptonic. But she didn’t want to raise any suspicion either.

“Oh, you were in the office? Sorry about that. Uh… maybe next time?” she said, trying to sound casual. “I’m not in the office right now.”