CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR: A WALK DOWN MEMORY LANE

Mason leaned in close to Claire's ear. "Is it just me, or does something seem off with those two?" Claire nodded, her brow furrowed with concern. "You're not wrong. I've never seen Emily like this before." Their conversation was interrupted by a group of men in expensive suits, all clamoring to speak with Mason. "Mr. Steele! We've heard so much about your latest ventures. Tell us, what's your take on the future of AI in finance?" Mason shot Claire an apologetic look as he was swept into a discussion about market trends and technological innovations. Claire couldn't help but notice the slightly overwhelmed look in his eyes as he fielded question after question. Left alone, Claire made her way to the bar for a refill. As she waited for her drink, a familiar voice made her freeze. "Well, well. If it isn't Claire Langford." She turned to find Alex leaning against the bar, a charming smile on his face. "Alex. Hi." "You look amazing, Claire," he said, his eyes roaming appreciatively