Chapter 430 Who is that Woman?

Late that evening, Claire paced her room, phone pressed to her ear. She’d been trying to call Matthew for the past fifteen minutes, and when he finally picked up, his cheery tone caught her off guard. “Hey, Claire! What's up?” Matthew greeted, his voice bright and completely oblivious. Claire didn’t share his enthusiasm. Her tone was clipped, serious. “Matthew, have you seen the news?” Matthew’s brows furrowed. “Uh, no? I’ve been busy keeping Metacortex and Cryptonic systems airtight. You know, since certain people like to mess with our tech. Why? What's going on?” Claire sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Check the latest headlines. Right now.” “Alright, alright. Hold on,” Matthew replied, the sound of his keyboard clicking faintly over the line. The pause that followed was deafening, and when Matthew spoke again, his voice was lower, more serious. “What the—? Claire, this isn’t possible. Adrian would never—” “I know!” Claire cut in, exasperation lacing her words.