New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 392

Eligos stood outside Andrea's apartment building, his expression one of pure disgust. The place looked like it hadn’t seen a decent repair in decades—faded bricks, broken windows, and a general air of neglect. He wrinkled his nose, muttering to himself. “Is he really living in this dump?”

Eligos had learned a lot about Andrea recently, but he still found it hard to believe the guy didn't know his half-sister was none other than Claire Peterson—the CEO of a tech empire and a legend in the hacking world. She was probably in some high-rise office right now, pulling strings across the digital landscape, while her half-brother... lived here. Eligos snorted, amused. “Oh, this is gonna be interesting.”

With a sigh, he headed inside. The moment he stepped through the door, he jumped back, convinced he saw a rat scurrying across the floor. “Fantastic,” he muttered, frowning. “This place is a horror show.”

He made his way up the staircase, each step creaking ominously. A few were even broken, forcing him to take awkward, careful steps. Just as he reached the second floor, he stumbled upon a couple making out against the wall.

Eligos raised an eyebrow and muttered under his breath, “It’s only noon, people. Get a room.”

Rolling his eyes, he continued up to the third floor, finally arriving at the end of the hallway. 309. He paused for a moment, eyeing the door with a mix of irritation and amusement. Instead of just knocking, he pulled a napkin from his pocket, wrapped it around his knuckles, and knocked.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Silence.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

After a few moments, he finally heard some shuffling inside, followed by a groggy voice calling out, “Hold your horses!”

Eligos crossed his arms, tapping his foot impatiently. The door finally swung open, and there stood Andrea, his face twisted in a scowl. The moment he saw Eligos, his expression went from annoyed to furious.

“Oh, it’s you,” Andrea grumbled, narrowing his eyes. Before Eligos could say a word, Andrea tried to slam the door shut, but Eligos quickly wedged his foot in the doorway.

Andrea let out an exasperated sigh. “What do you want? I’m not dealing with your crazy talk again.”

Eligos raised an eyebrow. “Crazy talk? I wasn’t lying to you, you know. I thought we covered this yesterday.”

Andrea glared at him, arms crossed. “And I thought we covered this yesterday too—none of this makes sense. What proof do you even have?”

Eligos leaned against the doorframe, looking Andrea over thoughtfully. “Proof? Alright. What do you need?”

Andrea blinked, caught off guard. “What... I need?” He crossed his arms, thinking. “Fine. You want me to believe all this nonsense? Do something for me first.”

Eligos raised an eyebrow, looking thoroughly bored. “And what would that be?”

Andrea smirked, clearly enjoying this. “Pay off my debt.”

Eligos rolled his eyes. “That’s all? You think that’s enough?”

Andrea nodded, almost daring him. “Yeah. That’s all. Forty-five thousand, nine hundred and seven euros and six cents.”

To Andrea’s surprise, Eligos didn’t flinch. Instead, he raised his brows, chuckling. “Only that much?”

Andrea looked at him, jaw-dropping. “Only? That’s... that’s a lot of money!”

Eligos shrugged, pulling out his phone. “Bank account details?”