Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 642

She squinted at the glowing screen, struggling to keep her eyes open. The name “Dean” flashed across the display, and her brows instantly drew tight.

“Are you seriously calling me at two thirty in the morning? Have you lost your mind?”

Her voice was sharp now, wide awake and bristling with anger.

Dean didn’t seem to care at all. In fact, knowing she was alone, he actually sounded pleased with himself.

“So you’re really not with him tonight?” he pressed.

“You’re unbelievable.”

Emmy hung up without another word.

Her phone rang again almost immediately.

She ended the call.

He called back.

Emmy could feel her patience snapping. She was this close to blocking his number for good when a message popped up.

*It’s about that mother and daughter.*

Her finger froze over the screen. After a second, she sighed and called him back.

He picked up instantly.

“You better have a damn good reason for this,” Emmy snapped, her tone ice cold.

“I don’t have James’s number. Honestly, I thought he’d be the one picking up,” Dean replied.

That threw her off for a second. Now that she thought about it, every time Dean called lately, James had answered.

“If you’ve got something to say, say it,” she said, her voice a little less harsh.

“Claudia was planning to sneak Evelina out of the country before dawn. I already messed up their plan.”

He’d wrecked Claudia’s scheme, which, technically, helped the authorities. He hated James though, so of course he made sure to deliver the news himself, just to rub it in.

He wanted James to know that if anyone wanted to take down the White women, they’d need Dean’s help. Not even James could do it alone.

Emmy listened and, for a second, was genuinely surprised.

She took a breath, then spoke in a neutral tone.

“Got it. I’ll tell my husband.”

She was about to hang up when Dean spoke up again.

“Wait. It’s my birthday today. That big gift you promised—when am I getting it?”

That made Emmy laugh, the sound dry and amused. She’d never seen someone so eager for a present before.

He paused, his tone even gentler. “I’ll go with you to see Grandma.”

“Really?” Emmy’s eyes lit up at once, her excitement impossible to hide.

“That’s perfect. I’ll be waiting.”

…

The next morning, Emmy and her mom were up early, dressed and ready, waiting in the living room.

James sent a message. *On my way. Half an hour.*

Teresa let out a quiet sigh, worry in her eyes. “Firefighting is such a tough job. He’s out all night working. I just wonder, when it’s your turn to deliver, will he even be able to be there with you?”

Emmy snuggled closer, hugging her mom’s waist, acting like a spoiled kitten.

“It’s fine if he can’t. As long as I have you, that’s all I need.”

Teresa melted, warmth and affection shining in her eyes. She reached out and poked Emmy gently on the forehead.

“You. You’re about to be a mom yourself and you still act like my little girl.”

The two of them were still laughing when Ivy came rushing in from the side hall, her face anxious.

“Madam, Miss, I… I’d like to request some time off for the holidays.”