Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 280

The next day dawned clear and bright.

When Emilia woke up and glanced out her window at the endless blue sky, she nodded to herself. Today was a good day.

It was the day of the finals.

From the moment morning broke, everything was a blur of activity. Her stage costume for this performance was especially elaborate, so Emilia headed over to the designer’s studio first thing.

Once everything was finally sorted, she slid into the backseat of the shuttle van and set off for the Voice of the Divine finals venue.

But today, things were different.

She hadn’t even stepped out of the car before she noticed a huge crowd gathered outside the venue, buzzing with agitation. They were shouting about something, loud enough to hear but too far to make out the words.

“Serena, wait here. I’ll go check it out,” her assistant Cindy said, instructing the driver to park at a distance before slipping out to investigate.

A few minutes later, Cindy rushed back, her face tight with worry.

“Can you drive us straight inside?” she asked the driver.

Emilia caught the tension in her voice and looked at her expectantly.

Cindy hesitated, then finally spoke. “They’re protestors. All holding up signs…”

She didn’t need to say more. Emilia understood immediately.

“It won’t work,” Emilia said, shaking her head. “They must know what our car looks like by now. If we try to push through, we’ll just get blocked, and if anything happens…”

Her meaning was clear—if they got caught up in a scuffle, the competition would be the last thing on their minds.

Just then, another car rolled past, and Vivienne’s face popped out of the window, smirking in delight. “What’s the matter? Too scared to come in?” she taunted.

Cindy, already on edge, shot her an icy glare and slammed the car door shut with a bang.

Emilia didn’t hesitate. “Drive. Now,” she ordered the driver.

With a carefree smile, Emilia declared, “Oh, I intend to enjoy it. In fact, I’ll be enjoying it for a long, long time.”

“You—!” Vivienne started to lunge forward.

“Thinking of starting something?” Cindy and the makeup artist immediately stepped in front of Emilia, blocking Vivienne’s way.

People around them were already sneaking glances in their direction. Vivienne had no choice but to back off, her voice low and bitter. “Talk all you want. That’s all you’ve got left.” With that, she stormed off.

Now, every pair of eyes in the vicinity was fixed on Emilia.

Beatty sauntered by with a dismissive snort.

Emilia ignored it all, walking straight toward the backstage entrance.

It wasn’t long before news of the little altercation exploded across social media. The finals hadn’t even started yet, and the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife.