Chapter 467 Being Vulnerable

Claire’s heels clicked against the marble floor as she navigated through the sea of chatter and clinking glasses. She was determined to keep her cool after her verbal sparring match with Frank Potter, but the tension still buzzed under her skin like an electric current. The champagne flute in her hand felt heavy, though she hadn’t taken a single sip. She glanced at the golden liquid and sighed. Why did I even come? The thought was barely complete when she turned a corner and froze. There he was—Alexander. He stood near the buffet table, effortlessly elegant in his tailored charcoal suit, a glass of champagne balanced in his hand. His dark hair was perfectly styled, his piercing gaze surveying the room until it landed on her. The air shifted. Why is it always him? It seems impossible to imagine for Claire to not see Alexander in a big event. It’s like the universe wanted them to be together. But it’s not like Claire can do anything about it. Claire frowned, her jaw tightening. Sh