New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 23 Dramatic Lisa

Lisa stormed into her penthouse, her frustration boiling over into a scream of anger that echoed through the lavish despised Claire with a passion that consumed her thoughts and actions. Tooms

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The maid, hearing Lisa's outburst, hurried to the living room, concern etched on her face. "Miss Lisa, is everything alright? Can I get you anything?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Lisa's glare could have frozen lava. "I want Claire dead, and I want you to leave me alone," she spat out, her words laced with venom.

The maid flinched at the intensity of Lisa's anger, her eyes wide with shock. She knew Lisa's feelings towards Claire were no secret, but the extent of her hatred still managed to unsettle her. "I... I'll give you some space, Miss Lisa," the maid managed to stammer out before quickly excusing herself.

As the maid retreated, her mind raced with conflicting emotions. She had always favored Claire over Lisa, finding her employer's behavior erratic and often manipulative. However, she also knew better than to voice her opinions, especially considering Alexander Harris's unwavering affection for Lisa

The maid had witnessed Lisa's outbursts before, but each time she chose to turn a blind eye, fearing both Lisa's wrath and Alexander's reaction if he were to learn of Lisa's true nature.

Meanwhile, Lisa seethed with resentment, pacing the opulent living room as her thoughts spiraled in a whirlwind of anger and envy. She could not stand the idea of Claire getting the upper hand, whether it was in acquiring luxury items or in garnering favor from those around her.

Lisa stormed upstairs to her room, her emotions boiling over like a tempest. Without hesitation, she began to tear through her belongings, tossing clothes and accessories aside as if they were meaningless. Her walk-in closet, once a sanctuary of fashion and style, became a chaotic mess under her furious hands.

Amidst the chaos, Lisa's eyes fell upon her purse, a small yet significant item. Inside it was a photo of her and Claire, taken three years ago when they were still close friends. Lisa's hand trembled as she retrieved the photo, her expression twisted with anguish and resentment.

With a sudden surge of anger, Lisa took a pen and slashed Claire's face in the picture, the ink leaving a dark mark across Claire's smiling visage. Tears welled up in Lisa's eyes as she stared at the defaced image.

"I hate you; I hate you; I hate you."

It wasn't long before Alex arrived home, his footsteps heavy with concern as he ascended the stairs.

The sight that greeted him in their room left him in shock. Clothes strewn about, belongings scattered, and Li "Lisa?" Alex called out, his voice tinged with worry as he scanned the disarray.

Lisa nowhere to be seen.

No response came from Lisa, prompting Alex to check the bathroom next. There, he found her, curled up in the bathtub, her tear-streaked face a picture of despair.

"Lisa, what happened?" Alex's voice was gentle yet urgent as he knelt beside her, his worry deepening at the sight of her distress. Lisa could only cry harder, her sobs echoing in the tiled bathroom. Alex's heart ached for her as he gently litted her from the tub, cradling her in his arms like a fragile bird.

Bringing her to their bed, Alex wrapped Lisa in a comforting blanket, his touch warm and reassuring. He sat beside her, waiting patiently for her tears to subside, his heart heavy with concern.

Once Lisa's sobs had quieted to sniffles, Alex spoke softly, his voice a soothing balm. "Tell me what is wrong, Lisa. Please."

Lisa took a shaky breath, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "It's... it's Claire," she finally managed to say, her voice trembling with

emotion.

Alex, who had a frown on his face at the mere mention of Claire's name.

""You met Claire?"

Lisa nodded.

Alex listened intently, his brow furrowing with concern. "What about Claire, Lisa? Did something happen between you two?"

Lisa nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't stand her. I hate her. She is so mean to me."

"Tell me what is wrong"

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She took a deep breath and began to recount the incident that had left her shaken and hurt, all because of Claire

"Alex, you will not believe what happened today," Lisa started, her voice quivering with emotion,

"I was at the store, just minding my own business, looking at this beautiful bag I wanted to buy. "And then, out of nowhere, Claire shows up," Lisa continued, her voice tinged with bitterness. "She acted all nice at first, asking about my day and pretending to be interested." Alex eyes burning in anger. He knew Claire's reputation for being manipulative.

"But then," Lisa's voice cracked, "she just turned on me. Started making snide remarks about my choice of bag, my style, everything"

Alex's jaw clenched in anger. "What did she say exactly?".

Lisa recounted the events, embellishing them here and there to make Claire seem even more villainous than she might have been. But in Lisa's mind, the essence of the story was true-Claire had insulted her and taken the bag she wanted right in front of her.

"She made me feel so small, Alex," Lisa sobbed, her emotions raw. "I did not even want to fight with her, but she just had to be cruel." Taking Lisa's hand in his, Alex caress her hand. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Lisa. Claire has always been difficult, but this is unacceptable"

Feeling a surge of anger on Lisa's behalf, Alex's mind raced with thoughts of retaliation. "I promise you, Lisa, Claire will pay for what she's done. No one should treat you like that."

Lisa's tear-streaked face transformed into a satisfied smirk. "Thank you, Alex. I knew I could count on you.)

As they sat together, Alex reassured Lisa that he would handle the situation, Deep down, he knew Claire's actions were inexcusable. and he couldn't let her behavior go unpunished.

In Lisa's mind, justice would soon be served, and she couldn't wait to see Claire get what she deserved. The thought of Claire facing consequences for her actions brought a small sense of satisfaction.

As Alex excused himself to answer his ringing phone, Lisa waited until he was out of sight. Her expression shifted from sadness to a darker, more malicious look as she wiped away the tears.

Lisa got up from the bed and stared at the picture of Claire and her lying on the floor. Without hesitation, she picked it up, teeling a surge of vindictiveness coursing through her veins. "You will soon regret what you did, Claire." Her voice tinged with bitterness and hatred.

She walked briskly to the bathroom; her steps purposeful as she held the photo tightly in her hand. Lisa stared at Claire face that is

now ruin. With a swift and deliberate motion, she dropped the photo into the toilet and flushed it without a second thought

She watched stoically as the image of her, and Claire disappeared into the depths, carried away by the current.

"You will see what I am capable of doing."