New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 376

Eligos lounged back in his plush leather chair, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he sipped a glass of red wine. The news broadcast in front of him was showing the story he had been waiting for all evening: a car explosion.

The anchor was doing their best to sound serious, describing the incident, but all Eligos could hear was the satisfaction in his own thoughts.

“Finally, some action,” he muttered to himself, swirling the wine in his glass.

He leaned forward as the news mentioned that the explosion involved the car of Adrian Saint Laurent. Eligos’s grin widened. He could barely contain his excitement. Setting the glass down, he tapped his fingers impatiently against the armrest, then called over one of his men.

“Do we know how Claire is?” he asked, his voice dangerously calm, but with a glint in his eyes that suggested otherwise.

His henchman, looking more nervous than usual, nodded and quickly pulled out his phone. After a few rings, another man on the other end picked up. Eligos sat back, crossing his legs as he waited, eyebrows raised expectantly. His man’s hand trembled slightly as he held the phone, waiting for an answer from the contact on the scene.

The phone call was brief. When it ended, Eligos tilted his head and raised a brow. “Well? What’s the news?”

The man hesitated, swallowing hard before answering. “Uh... Claire’s safe, boss. She’s unharmed. But... the man she was with, Adrian, he’s the one who got hurt.”

For a second, the room fell silent. Then, in an instant, the glass of wine was airborne, shattering against the wall. Eligos stood up, fury etched across his face. “That’s not what I wanted to hear!” he roared, glaring at the man.

The henchman took a step back, clearly terrified. “I—I'm sorry, boss, I—I’ll call the men back right away.”

Eligos narrowed his eyes. “Yes, you will. And when they get here, I’ll be having a little chat with them.”

The man nodded frantically and stumbled away, already dialing the phone to call the others. Eligos paced the room, his fury barely contained. Those men had failed him, and there would be consequences.

There always were. On the other end of the line, the two men who had been responsible for the botched explosion were already sweating, exchanging nervous glances as they heard the command to return. They knew Eligos too well to think they could escape punishment. Running wasn’t an option—Eligos had eyes everywhere.

Meanwhile, back at the hospital, Claire was sitting by Adrian’s bedside, her eyes never leaving him. The sterile smell of the hospital, the rhythmic beep of the machines—none of it registered with her.

All she could focus on was Adrian, lying there with bandages wrapped around him, looking far too pale. They had moved him to a VIP room since he was stable now, but Claire hadn’t left his side once. She was waiting, hoping that at any moment he’d wake up.

As she sat there, the TV in the corner of the room caught her attention. It was the same news report—about the explosion. She stood up instinctively, walking closer to the screen, her expression darkening. The journalist was going on about how the explosion appeared to be caused by a gas leak in the car.

“Yeah, right,” Claire scoffed, shaking her head. “Gas explosion my ass.”

She watched the footage of the crime scene, police officers putting up the yellow tape, and photographers snapping pictures of the wreck. The car, now unrecognizable, was being carefully examined. The reporter continued, stating that the car belonged to none other than Adrian Saint Laurent and that an investigation was underway.

Claire clenched her fists. She couldn’t believe that someone had gone this far to target her. This wasn’t just some random accident. Someone had meant to hurt her, and worse, Adrian had got caught in the middle. She was so lost in thought she didn’t hear the faint groan from the bed behind her until it grew louder.

“Claire…” Adrian murmured, his voice raspy and weak.