Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 539

Emmy felt a shiver run through her as she listened.

No wonder Sylvia had made it so far in her last life. Even now, just from a few words, Emmy could sense the confidence and vision of a true CEO.

She flipped to the last page of the proposal, eyes sharp and focused as she studied every number.

In her past life, she’d never known how Sylvia landed her very first investment. But this time around, Emmy had made up her mind–she wasn’t letting this woman slip away.

She closed the file.

“You’re right,” she said.

“For this project, the Dome really is the only place that makes sense.”

Sylvia’s eyes brightened right away.

Emmy met her gaze, a hint of a smile playing at her lips. “I’m into it too. If you’re interested, Ms. Moore, I’d love to work with you–closely.”

“Starlight Corporation can create a brand-new department just for you. You’ll be in charge.”

Sylvia looked like she was about to burst from excitement.

“I’d love that! Ms. Lincoln, I—”

Emmy held up a hand, stopping her mid-sentence.

“But you have three months. That’s it.”

“In three months, I want to see real progress. If not, I’ll end it right then and there.”

Sylvia straightened, all fired up.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Lincoln. I won’t let you down!”

The look in her eyes said it all–she was already planning her win.

Emmy nodded, satisfied, and grabbed her phone.

“Danny, swing by the Luminous Chamber.”

She ended the call just as the auction started.

Emmy leaned back in her seat, but her thoughts were far from the sparkling jewelry and rare antiques on display.

A guy like Mr. Nelson wouldn’t care about ordinary gifts.

If she was going to give him something, it had to be perfect–not too flashy, not too plain.

It had to be rare, but more than that, it had to have real taste.

She flipped through the auction catalog until her eyes landed on an old painting.

Unknown artist, Song Dynasty, “Snow Clearing Over Rivers and Mountains.”

Mountains rising after a fresh snowfall, rivers frozen under ice.

There was power in that scene, but also a cold, lonely kind of peace.

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