Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 329

The next moment, Tyler felt something press hard against his stomach.

His eyes narrowed. Ignoring the other man's attempts to hold him back, he forced his way forward. Their faces were inches apart, eyes locked in a silent standoff.

“You do realize this isn’t Cerulion, right? Guns are banned here,” Tyler said in a low, deliberate voice.

The man just smiled, cold and unbothered, his gaze fixed on Tyler. Without breaking eye contact, he dialed Emilia.

The phone rang. “Beep… beep…”

Tyler reached for the man’s pocket, but the man sidestepped, pulling away just out of reach.

“Hello?” Emilia’s voice came through, wary.

The man smiled wider, catching the dark look on Tyler’s face. “Hey, Em. It’s me. How have you been lately?”

There was only silence on Emilia’s end.

Tyler pushed forward, moving to seize the gun. The man didn’t hold back this time; he drew the pistol and leveled it at Tyler’s forehead.

He looked at Tyler—eyes narrowed, mouth curled in a mocking grin. “So I heard you and Tyler split. Congratulations, by the way. Happy divorce.”

Still, Emilia said nothing.

“And,” he continued, “I’m at the Erickson Group right now. Figured we could talk about that contract from back then. Want to come over?”

Throughout the tense exchange, the two men stared each other down, neither one backing down an inch.

The conference room, which had been buzzing with side conversations, fell silent. The staff glanced nervously at each other, tension thick in the air.

It was as if only the two men and Emilia, listening on the phone, existed in that space.

Three seconds ticked by.

Then Emilia’s voice: “Fine.”

The man grinned, turning to Tyler. “Knew you’d—”

But before he could finish, the call ended abruptly. Only the flat, repetitive tone of a dead line remained.

He stared at the phone in surprise.

She’d hung up without waiting for him to finish.

When he looked up again, he saw Tyler’s hand already wrapped around his gun.

Reflexively, he pulled the trigger.

A small, colorful paper flower popped out of the barrel, making Tyler pause in disbelief.

“Surprise!” the man laughed, the tension instantly shattered.

Everyone immediately ducked their heads and scrambled to their tasks.

Meanwhile…

Emilia set her phone down, her expression clouded.

She and Theodore had just stepped out from the storage room where they’d been checking on the new products.

Her mood was dark.

Back in Cerulion, she’d lost her first child—a wound that would never fully heal.

For years afterward, she’d avoided anything to do with Cerulion, forcing herself to ignore the memories and the pain.

Eventually, as Cerulion’s affairs grew more complicated, she handed off the responsibilities to Chloe, who was studying there at the time.

But in the early days, Emilia herself had set up every framework and handled every issue personally.

When had Kaufman come to the country?

And now, he wanted to see her…

“What’s wrong?” Theodore had noticed the change in her, his voice gentle with concern.