Jack sat at his desk, the dim glow of the computer screen casting a soft light on his face. The online meeting had started, and he could see the faces of the other shareholders displayed in neat squares on the screen. They were all anxious, the tension palpable even through the digital interface.
“We need to discuss the Metacortex stock market,” one of the shareholders, Daniel, began. “It’s currently down, and we’re all worried about it continuing to fall.”
“And what about Claire’s marriage to Alex?” added another shareholder, Linda. “It’s causing quite a stir in the media. We need some reassurance.”
Jack nodded, understanding their concerns. “I assure you, Claire will take care of it. She’s been working on a plan.”
“But we’ve been waiting for Claire to address this issue,” Daniel said, his frustration evident. “Whether it’s true or not, she hasn’t said anything.”
Jack sighed, leaning back in his chair. “Claire has already thought it through. She just needs time before she goes public with her plan.”
“This feels like the Robert incident all over again,” another shareholder, Mark, chimed in. “Robert and Claire are no different.”
Jack frowned and straightened up, his tone firm but polite. “I understand your worries, but if you don’t trust Claire, why are you still with Metacortex?”
The room fell silent, the shareholders exchanging uneasy glances. They seemed at a loss for words, unsure how to respond to Jack’s pointed question.
“Look,” Jack continued, “I know you’re all worried about the company. But Claire has a plan. She knows what she’s doing. We need to give her the time she needs.”
Linda spoke up again, her voice softer this time. “It’s just that the market is so volatile right now. Any bad press could push it further down. We’re all invested heavily in this company, Jack. We need some kind of assurance.”
“I get that, Linda,” Jack replied, his tone more understanding. “But Claire has been dealing with these kinds of issues for a long time. She’s not taking this lightly. She’s strategizing, considering all angles. She’ll address it when the time is right.” “What if the right time is too late?” Daniel asked, his voice edged with worry.
“Then we’ll deal with it,” Jack said firmly. “But right now, we need to trust Claire. She has proven herself capable time and time again. Let’s not forget that.”
Mark sighed, rubbing his temples. “I just hope you’re right, Jack. We can’t afford another Robert situation.”
“We won’t have one,” Jack assured them. “Claire is different. She’s meticulous and careful. She has a plan, and she’s putting it into action. I have known her for years and one thing about Claire, she will never disappoint those who has put their trust on her.” The shareholders exchanged looks, some nodding slowly. Jack could see they were still worried, but his words had at least given them some pause.
“Let’s give her a bit more time,” Jack said, his tone calming. “We’ll reconvene in a few days, and I’ll have more updates for you then. Trust me, Claire won’t let us down. And if she did failed to lift Metacortex stock market…I will be the one taking over Metacortex.”
After going through the second location yesterday, Matthew finally took a good look at two of the surveillance camera videos from different locations. He played the two videos on his computer and laptop, watching them with full focus. He replayed the videos over and over again, trying to find anything suspicious or weird, but he didn’t find anything.
Since the second surveillance video only showed the entrance, it made it hard to know what the customers were doing inside.
Matthew sighed and stopped the videos, feeling frustrated. He thought for a while about finding other leads. He just needed to figure out how to do it.
Back at the restaurant, Claire was in a conversation with Adrian. She felt relieved that Adrian didn’t act indifferent because she hadn’t told him everything, including the cause of her amnesia. She was grateful for Adrian’s respectful attitude towards her.
Back at the restaurant, Claire was in a conversation with Adrian. She felt relieved that Adrian didn’t act indifferent because she hadn’t told him everything, including the cause of her amnesia. She was grateful for Adrian’s respectful attitude towards her. “I’m really glad you understand, Adrian,” Claire said, sipping her coffee. “I was worried you’d be upset.”
Adrian shook his head. “No, Claire, I get it. Everyone has their reasons. I’m glad you’re okay.”
Claire replied with a small smile. “And I’m sorry for ignoring your calls.”
“It’s fine. I know you have your reason.”
Claire nodded. “I do.”
“Then you there’s nothing for you to apologize. Anyway, how are you dealing with people?”
Claire let out a sarcastic chuckle. “Oh, is doing great. Very great.”
Adrian lips curl up into a smirk. “I’m going to take that as a no.” Adrian leaned forward. “So, how are you planning to deal with Metacortex? I heard the stock market is falling.”
Claire nodded “Yeah, it’s a mess
right now. But I’ve already got a plan. Alexander Harris and I are working on it together. We need to go over the details once more, but I’m、 confident we can turn things around.”
Adrian nodded thoughtfully, digesting her words. He opened his mouth to ask another question, but at that moment, Claire’s phone rang. She reached into her bag and saw Matthew’s name flashing on the screen. Without hesitation, she picked up the call.
“Matthew, what’s wrong?” Claire asked, her tone urgent.
“Claire, I need to tell you something important,” Matthew’s voice crackled through the line.
Claire nodded even though he couldn’t see her. “Okay, I’ll be there soon.” She turned to Adrian, her expression serious. “I’m sorry but I have to go.”
“”Of course.”
Adrian stood up with her, and they both made their way to the restaurant’s exit.
“Oh no, how did the paparazzi found us?” Claire stared at the paparazzi who stands in the front of the entrance holding their camera up high to take a good shot of Adrian and Claire. “Well, they are called paparazzi for a reason.”
“I can’t deal with this right now. I’m in a hurry.”
“Don’t worry. I will help you get past them.”
As they stepped outside, they were greeted by a chaotic scene, paparazzi were swarming the entrance, cameras flashing and voices shouting questions.
“Claire! Over here!”
“Claire, are you and Adrian together?”
“What’s your plan for Metacortex?”
“Claire come on! Say something! You have been silent for days now!”
“Claire, are you having an affair with Adrian Saint Laurent?”
Adrian quickly moved to shield Claire from the blinding flashes. “Stay close to me,” he said, guiding her toward her car.
Claire is in disbelief by the ridiculous question being shot by these paparazzi. She felt disgusted that these kinds of people exist.
The crowd pressed in closer, making it difficult to move.
“Excuse us, please!” Adrian called out, trying to create a path.
Despite Adrian’s efforts, the
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paparazzi were relentless. They jostled and pushed, their cameras clicking incessantly. Claire stumbled, tripping over someone’s foot. She fell to the ground, wincing as her hands scraped against the pavement.
“Claire!” Adrian shouted, crouching down to help her up. “Are you okay?”
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