New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex)

Chapter 152 Worried Alex

As she continue her bubble bath for another hour, she rinse after feeling fueled up.

Initially, she thought about ordering room service and watching Netflix, but as she emerged from the bath, a different idea took hold.

After dressing in a casual but stylish outfit, she decided to venture out and explore the vibrant Las Vegas streets. A craving for seafood, particularly lobster, had hit her, and she knew exactly where to go. Claire stepped out of the hotel and climbed inside the car. The lively city was teeming with energy. She now understand why the employees looks so excited after Alex allowing them to explore. When the cab pulled up to the restaurant, she stepped out of the car.

As she made her way to the entrance, she was suddenly bumped into by someone, causing her to nearly lose her balance,

She gasped, her arms flailing slightly as she teetered on the edge of falling. Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed her waist, steadying her.

"Be careful there," a deep voice said.

Claire looked up, her eyes meeting a pair of dark grey ones. The man smiled warmly at her, and she found herself momentarily lost in his gaze. She quickly straightened up, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I'm so sorry," she said, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I didn't see you."

The man chuckled, tucking his hands casually into his pockets. "It's fine. No harm done."

Claire nodded, her eyes briefly taking in his appearance. He was tall with a rugged look, and she noticed a full arm tattoo peeking out from under his sleeve. "Thank you," she said, managing a small smile. "You're welcome," he replied, his smile never fading.

Claire turned and walked into the restaurant, trying to shake off the encounter and refocus on the delicious meal that awaited her.

The restaurant had a warm, inviting atmosphere, with soft lighting and the faint sound of jazz music playing in the background.

Her meal arrived, and Claire's senses were immediately overwhelmed by the tantalizing aroma of garlic and butter. She dug in, savoring each bite of the perfectly cooked lobster. The flavors were exquisite, and for a while, she was completely immersed in the enjoyment of her food.

After finishing her meal, Claire felt satisfied and content. She paid the bill and left the restaurant, heading back to her hotel. As she walked through the lobby and approached her room, she was surprised to see Alex standing there, waiting for her. "What are you doing here?" she asked, scrunching her eyebrows in confusion.

Alex, who had been pacing back and forth, noticed movement from the corner of his eye. He turned around to see Claire walking towards him. Without wasting a moment, he approached her, looking visibly pissed.

"Where have you been, Claire?" Alex demanded, his voice filled with frustration. "Why didn't you answer my phone calls?"

Claire frowned and crossed her arms over her chest. "Why are you asking that, Alex? What's the big deal?"

Alex sighed harshly, rubbing his temples. "You make me worry, Claire," he said, his tone softening slightly. "I was worried something might have happened to you."

Claire laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Worried about me? Alex, I can take care of myself. You don't need to play the concerned friend."

She tried to push past him to get to her door, but Alex grabbed her wrist, stopping her. Claire turned to him, her annoyance clear.

"Let me go, Alex." She demanded.

"Not until you tell me why you didn't answer my calls," Alex insisted, his grip firm but not painful.

She scoffed at his controlling behavior. "Why do you really want to know, huh?"

Alex sighed. "Just answer the simple question, Claire."

Claire stared at him blankly for a moment before answering. "I left my phone in my room. Happy now?"

He frowned. "You should have your phone with you, Claire. Anything could happen."

"Why do you care, Alex?" Claire asked, her voice tinged with irritation. "Remember we are divorced. Don't forget that."

Alex gazes hardened, he let go of her wrist and took a step back. "Don't worry, I will never forget about our divorce. I was just making sure you are okay so our collaboration will run smoothly and exactly as plan." Claire nodded. "As you can see, I am fine. Thank you for your concern."

She didn't give him a second glance as Claire headed inside her room. She leaned back on the door, closing her eyes.

It seems that Claire could never escape from Alex, especially with the current situation they are in. Claire herself have to get used to Alex

presence and his unbearable behavior.

Claire then replying to the encounter she had with the stranger earlier in front of the restaurant. Looking back at it, his gaze seems different to Claire. However, she couldn't put a finger why.

She shook her head and retired to her bedroom.

The next day was the same as any other day. They all woke up early to head to the hotel site to gather. Alex showed them one room that had been decorated with furniture by the interior designer. All of them seems pleased, including Claire. She and her team are discussing the use of Cortex 2.0 in the hotel besides operating all the security systems and also other technologies.

"Yesterday, I had given him a suggestion to add robots." Claire inform her team.

One of them frowned and eventually asked her. "Robots? What for Ms. Peterson?"

"So, since the theme of the hotel is futuristic which means there will be a lot of technologies involved, I was thinking that it would be much nicer and aesthetically pleasing for Harris hotel to add those. But don't worry, this robot will not be replacing the human stuff. It will only be as a decoration, but they can be used for a good use."

"If you said is true, Ms. Peterson that Mr. Harris will add robots, why not Metacortex add the software, sensor, power supply and the other stuff?"

Claire thought for a while and was actually pleased with her employee suggestion. "Hm...you are right instead of buying the completed robots from other companies, we will be the one that adds the technology part. However, for the body, we can't make it, so we need to have a talk with these company. First of all, I am going to inform Mr. Harris whether he wants to keep going with the idea or not."

She shot a proud smile towards her employee for the smart idea. "Thank you, Tom. That was indeed a smart idea. Even I didn't thought of that."

Tom nodded, his cheek slightly turned crimson red.

In haste, Claire made her way to find Alex, but it seems that he is not on the first floor. Claire asked his employee if Alex is at the pool outside.

It didn't take long for Claire to spot him as he is the only one who wears a suit and tie.

"Mr. Harris." Claire called him out.

He turned to find the source of the voice and saw Claire approaching him. But then his gaze moved upwards, and his eyes widened. "Claire, watch out!"