New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 It’s best for in… 

Alexanteed at his penthouse after receiving a call from binoid. As be milocked the dun, hits maid, was already walling fochin, a worried loodemicher fa Master Alex, Miss Lisa is in the living room,” she said ina harshed tone, lier woher Linged with 

Alex nodded and crassured her. “Thank you. Pillundle it from bere. You com go for the slay,” she undded gustetully and buried all, leading Alex to deal with 

whatever awalted him in the Lading room. 

Entering the spacious living area, Alex spotted Lisasiting on the flour, herbackagalist the couch, and hereyes nest dimarrying. 

The sight of her brought a laowate Alex’s face as he luielt down beside her. “Lisi, what happened?“) 

hummed to blan, bei eyes widening in spise at his sudden appearance. She struggled to find the right winds, ben emmtinen clearly in tuumail. Alex’s gard then fell on the broken wedding pletime frame of Alex and Clair lying on the tone, and his trower deepened. 

id something happen to upset you?” he asked, trying to understand the situation. 

“1-1-1-” she started don’t know what to say. 

“Why did you ruin the picture frame?” Alex frowned as die wilt lng for Lisa to amweri hilsiquedion. 

Lisa’s frusination was palpable as she faced Alex. “This is all Claire’s fashi,” she blurted out, her valor tinged with anger. “Became of her, om werking will never happen!” 

Allex, trying to keep hits cool despite the tension, let out a weary sigh and mibbed his temples. “Lisa, It’s not claire’s fault,” he said 

Trying to reason with beer. 

But Lisa’s emotions were noning high, and she interrupted him with a solt. “You’re taking her side!” she accused, liet eyes fishing with bout. “It’s not a 

about choosing sides,” Alex insisted, histone tim but composed, “It’s about facing the truth. You fird to mor, and that hurt.” 

Lisa’s mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find the right woods, 

“I think it’s best for us to not live together for awhile.” 

She took a step towards Alex, her eyes pleading as she held onto his arms. “What do you meat, we shouldn’t live togellær?” she asked, bet volce trembling with 

uncertainty. 

Alex gently pulled her hands away, meeting her gaze. “We both nerd in reflect on our mistakes,” he explained patiently, acusowledging; his con faults as well. “But we’re still getting married, right?” Lisa asked, desperation creeping into lier volor. 

Alex’s brow furrowed as he considered her question. “We’ll see,” he replied calmly, not wanting to cause her further distress “You can stay in the penthouse as long as you like.” 

As Alextumed to leave, Lisa’s anxiety spiked “Where will you stay?” she called afterlim, her voice tinged with fear of losing himu.……. 

“have a few places in London,” Alex crassured her, sparing her a glance before leading to the front door. “Don’t worry about me; 

With that, Alex left the penthouse, his departure leaving a heavy silence in its wake. Lisaclenched her fists, her nails digging into her skin as she processed the impending end of their relationship. 

“This can’t be goodbye,” she whispered to herself, her mind racing with thoughts of revenge. “I’ll get Alex back, and Claire will pay for this.” 

Claire woke up to the familiae sound of her alarm clock, herbsand automatically racing to it off. Today was an important day, she had a meeting with fir about their collaboration, and there were updates to discuss regarding Cortex 20 

With a quick glance at the clock, she sprang out of bed and didn’t waste a tremend getting ready for work 

As she headed downstairs, the aroma of beewing te tilled the air. Claire’s morning ritual included acup of tea, especially on days like this, she reached for ber phone to call Matthew However, the call went straight to voicemail, which was unusual as Matthew was always quick in answering ber calls. 

“Hmm..why isn’t he answering the call?” she muttered to himself wondering why Matthew haust pick up heredis. 

Frowning slightly, claice poured herself a cup of tea and headed out of her penthouse. Her driver was waiting to take her to Metacortes 

Upon teaching her office, Claire was surprised to hear a sudden burst of confest and laughter. Matthew stood there with a wide grin, holding acake, 

“What is all this? Claire asked, her tone reflecting both surprise and amusement, 

Matthew, still grimming, replied, “Surprise! It’s your birthday cake.” 

“Hey there, birthday star! Happy Birthday to the one who’s aging like the wine.” Claire’s initial confusion turned into sofasement and disbelief as she mad the mesugron the cake out loud 

“It’s a bit corty, doe’t you think?” Claire looked at the cake again. 

Matthew shrugged, “Who cares? It’s your birthday.” 

Claire smiled and thanked Matthew. “You really didn’t have to go through all this trouble, Matthew,” she said, her voice soft but appreciative 

Matthew, standing tall with a proud grin, shook his head isresponse. “Nonsense, Cale. Everyone deserves a bit of celebration on their birthday. It’s a tradition!TM 

cale couldn’t help but chuckle. You make like blowing candles is a must‘ 

Matthew laughed, lifting the cake towards her. “Well, it is one on, just a quick blow. I’ll make the day a bit brighter.” 

Hollog her eyes playfully, Claire leaned forward and lifewer the lone candle on the cake, “There, happy?” 

“Unstalle,” Malthe replied witha