New beginning: Billionaire love story

The next day, Claire strutted into the police station with her lawyer by her side. She looked as calm and collected as ever, her designer clothes perfectly tailored, her bag swinging elegantly from her arm, and those expensive heels clicking on the floor with each confident step.

It was the second time she'd come to visit Lisa, and she wasn't about to leave without making her point clear.

As Claire and her lawyer entered the station, her lawyer went off to handle the paperwork, leaving Claire free to pay Lisa another visit. The officer led Claire down the dimly lit hallway toward the cells, and the sound of her heels caught Lisa's attention from inside her dingy cell.

Lisa turned, her eyes narrowing the moment she spotted Claire. There she was, dressed head-to-toe in designer everything, practically glowing with wealth and privilege. Everything about Claire screamed money, and it made Lisa's stomach churn.

"What are you doing here?" Lisa hissed, gripping the bars of her cell. The sight of Claire's calm smile only fueled Lisa's rage, her blood practically boiling.

Claire's smile widened, but it was a smile that was more about control than kindness. "Well, good to see you too, Lisa," she said, her tone cool, sarcastic even. "Sweet of you to think I'm the only one on your mind." Lisa rolled her eyes,

sneer twisting her lips. "You put me behind bars, Claire. Don't act like you're here for a friendly chat."

Claire chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You give me too much credit," she said. "But sure, if you want to blame me for your little situation, go ahead. It's touching that I've made such an impact on you." Lisa's hands tightened around the bars, her knuckles turning white. "You planned all this, didn't you? Ruining my life was your goal, and now that I'm here, what do you want next, huh? What else do you want to take from me?"

Claire took a step closer to the cell, but the officer standing nearby cleared his throat. "Ma'am, don't get too close. This prisoner's dangerous."

Claire turned to the officer, flashing him a smile that would've melted most people, but he didn't budge. "I can handle it," she said sweetly, turning her attention back to Lisa.

Lisa's anger flared, her eyes wild. "You've already ruined my life!" she yelled, her voice echoing off the cold walls. "What more do you want from me, Claire?"

Claire's smile faded, and her expression hardened. She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her head. "I want revenge, Lisa. You messed with me and now you're paying for it."

Lisa let out a bitter laugh, her grip on the bars loosening as she backed away slightly.

"Revenge? You? The one who's got everything you could ever want? The house, the money, the perfect life? And you want revenge on me?" Lisa's eyes shone with frustration, her voice cracking. "I'm the one who deserves revenge! You've always had everything handed to you, and I've had nothing!"

Claire raised an eyebrow, her tone icy. "Had everything handed to me? You think this life I have is because of luck?" She laughed, shaking her head. "Lisa, what I have is because of hard work, focus, and dedication. But you, you tried to take shortcuts. You manipulated people. You thought you could trick your way to the top by stealing from others, by using someone else's son to get what you wanted."

Lisa's face twisted into pure rage, her eyes glistening as tears threatened to spill. "You don't know what I've been through," she spat. "I did what I had to."

"No," Claire said coldly. "You did what you thought would be easy. You tried to use someone else for your own gain, and now you're here. And you know what? I don't feel the slightest bit sorry for you."

Lisa's anger reached its boiling point, and she lunged at the bars, her hands grasping them so tightly they shook. "You ruined my life!" she screamed. "I lost everything because of you!"

Claire took a step back, smirking. "No, Lisa. You lost everything because of you. I just helped the truth come out a little faster. Have fun spending your nights here." She tossed the words over her shoulder, turning to leave as Lisa erupted in another fit of screams. "She kidnapped me!" Lisa shrieked, her voice hoarse as she banged on the bars. "She drugged me and dumped me somewhere! She's the criminal here!"

The officer, unimpressed with Lisa's outburst, thumped his baton against the bars, silencing her. "That's enough, Lisa," he said with a grunt. "Keep it down." Claire paused, glancing back at Lisa with a smug smile. "Desperate, aren't we?" she said mockingly, before waving her hand dismissively. "Goodbye, Lisa." Lisa glared after her, shaking with fury, but all she could do was watch as Claire sauntered away, her heels clicking on the cold, hard floor.

Back in the lobby, Claire's lawyer greeted her with a nod. "All set?" he asked, glancing over at her with a raised brow.

"Completely," Claire said, her mood lighter now that her little visit was over. "Let's get out of here."

As they headed to the car, her lawyer glanced over at her. "You seem... pleased with yourself," he remarked, sensing the shift in her demeanor.

Claire's eyes sparkled

mischievously. "Oh, I am," she said with a grin. "There's nothing more satisfying than watching karma work in real-time." She opened the car door and slid inside.

As Claire and her lawyer slid into the back of the car, the atmosphere was a mix of tension and determination. Her lawyer, turned to her and said, "Next week, there's going to bela trial. We'll prove if Lisa is guilty or not.

Claire nodded, her face serious. "Prepare everything. I want to be ready."

He nodded back, understanding the weight of her words.

After a short drive, Claire found

herself back at her office. She dropped into her chair with a heavy sigh, feeling the pressure of the upcoming trial. Just then, the door

swung open, and in strutted

Matthew like he owned the place. He held an iced tea in one hand and a steaming coffee in the other.

"Hey, where've you been?" he asked, taking a seat across from her.

Claire looked up and replied, "I went to visit Lisa. In her cell."

Matthew's eyes widened in surprise. "Did you take care of it?"

Claire nodded, "Yeah. Lisa was arrested yesterday, and today, I was dealing with the paperwork with my lawyer."

Matthew frowned, leaning forward. "Why didn't you tell me? I could've come with you!"

"It's fine, Matt. I can handle it," Claire replied, waving her hand dismissively. "What matters is that the trial is starting next week."

Matthew smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Well, I'll be there to support you. Just say the word!"

"Thanks, Matt. I appreciate it," Claire said, her voice softening a little.

He took a sip of his coffee, then looked around her office, which was filled with files and a few framed pictures of their office outings. "Everything seems back to normal, right?" Claire nodded, but a shadow crossed her face. "Yeah, but... do you know anything about who hit me in the head?"noveldrama

Matthew's expression shifted to apologetic. "I'm sorry, Claire. I didn't dig into it too much. There are limited trails to follow."

She sighed, feeling a little defeated. "It's fine. Maybe I was just a wrong target."