New beginning: Billionaire love story

Claire paused mid-typing, her fingers hovering over the keyboard as her thoughts drifted back to Talia. The fashion show fire was still fresh in her mind, and she couldn't shake the feeling that Lisa had something to do with it. Everyone else thought it was just an accident, but Claire's gut told her otherwise. It didn't help that this was Talia's big debut in the fashion industry, and now everything had gone up in smoke-literally. She wanted to do something for Talia, something that would help her bounce back. But what?

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Adrian strolled in, a steaming cup of coffee in hand, and a smile that could melt ice. "Hey," he greeted.

Claire stood up, shooting him a smile. "Adrian, what are you doing here?"

He shot her a playful grin as he handed over the coffee. "Wanted to see you. Thought you might need a little pick-me-up."

They both moved to the couch, Claire cradling the coffee like it was a precious gift. "Thanks," she said, crossing her legs as she studied him. "But really, why are you here?"

Adrian's smile faded slightly, replaced by a look of concern. "I saw the news about the fire at the fashion show. Are you okay?"

Claire took a sip of the coffee, savoring the warmth before responding. "I'm fine. Just a scratch, really."

Adrian's frown deepened. "How did it happen?"Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Claire's expression turned serious. "The ceiling lights came loose and got electrified. That's where the fire started."

Adrian frowned, his brows knitting together. "Ceiling lights don't just fall like that," he said, a hint of suspicion in his voice.

"Exactly," Claire agreed, nodding. "Something doesn't add up."

"Did the police find anything?" Adrian asked.

Claire shrugged, leaning back into the couch. "I don't know. They're still investigating. I did my own digging, but I haven't found much. All the surveillance footage was destroyed in the fire."

Adrian let out a low whistle. "That's going to make things tough," he said. "No cameras, no witnesses...even if there were witnesses, they might be too scared to talk."

Claire nodded, her mind racing. "It's frustrating," she admitted.

Adrian studied her for a moment, then asked, "Do you suspect anyone?"

Claire raised an eyebrow at the sudden question. "Why do you ask?" she countered, curious.

Adrian's expression hardened. "Because whoever did this needs to be dealt with," he said firmly. "They can't get away with it."

Claire bit her lip, thinking. She didn't want to jump to conclusions, especially when her main suspect was Lisa. It was still just a hunch, and without solid evidence, she couldn't accuse anyone. "I agree," she said carefully. "But I don't know who." Adrian tilted his head, studying her with a mix of curiosity and concern. "You know, Claire, you don't have to do everything alone. If you need help, I'm here."

Claire chuckled softly, the tension in her shoulders easing a bit. "I know. But you've got your own things to handle. Besides, you know me I'm stubborn."

Adrian laughed a genuine sound that made Claire smile. "Yeah, I've noticed. But that's part of what makes you... well, you."

She rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her amusement. "Don't go getting all sentimental on me now."

"Who, me? Never," Adrian teased, his grin returning.

Claire leaned back on her couch, a thoughtful expression on her face as she turned to Adrian. "You know, Talia was really involved in putting together the fashion show. We talked yesterday, and she seemed so sad. It's always been her dream to work in the fashion industry, and I want to do something for her."

Adrian's eyes lit up with an idea, a grin spreading across his face. "Why not hold a new fashion show?"

Claire's brow furrowed slightly as she considered it. "But what about the clothes? Most of them were burned in the fire."

Adrian waved a hand dismissively,

not letting a little thing like fire dampen his enthusiasm. "I'm sure not all of the clothes got burned and even if there are only a few! Maybe they can add a little touch, you know? Something that reflects what happened-a red element, maybe, to symbolize the fire from a few days ago."

Claire tilted her head, mulling over his suggestion. It was a creative idea, she had to admit, but she wasn't sure if Talia would go for it. "It's a clever idea, but do you think Talia would accept it?" Adrian leaned forward, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Why not? It could be a way for her to turn something negative into something powerful, you know? A fresh start, a way to make a statement."

Claire's lips curved into a small smile. Adrian's enthusiasm was contagious, and she could see the potential in his idea. "You might be onto something," she said, tapping her fingers lightly on the desk. "But this kind of event needs backing. How about you sponsor the show?"

Adrian's grin widened as he nodded eagerly. "I'm in. And with you on board too, we'll have the influence to make this event huge."

Claire's smile grew, feeling a surge of excitement at the prospect. "Alright, we'll both sponsor the event and together, we'll get the right people to attend. But first, I need to talk to Talia. If she's on board, we can move forward." Adrian leaned back on the couch, clearly pleased with how the conversation was going. "I think she'll love the idea. It'll give her something positive to focus on, and it could really boost her confidence."

Claire nodded, feeling a sense of determination building inside her. "I hope so. She's been through a lot, and I want to help her see that her dreams are still within reach."

Adrian's expression softened as he looked at Claire. "You're a good friend, you know that? Always looking out for people."

Claire waved a hand dismissively, though she couldn't help but feel a bit touched by his words. "I just want to see the people I care about succeed. Talia's got talent, and she deserves this chance." "Well, with you backing her, she's got a real shot at making it big," Adrian said with a confident nod.

Claire chuckled softly, the tension in the room easing as the idea of the fashion show took shape in her mind. "It's funny, I never thought I'd be getting into the fashion business."

Adrian laughed, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You're full of surprises, Claire. But hey, if anyone can pull this off, it's you."

Claire rolled her eyes playfully. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Adrian."

"But it'll get me everywhere with everyone else," Adrian shot back with a wink.

Claire couldn't help but laugh. "You really are something, Adrian. I remember the first time I met you, you were so...cold and tense but now, look at you. Seems like you have changed." Adrian chuckled lightly. "Don't get me wrong but I am still that Adrian only with you I'm less cold and tense."

They both laughed as they continued their conversation talking about the venue, the guest list, and so on. Claire can only hope that Talia will agree to their plan.