Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 340

Cries of despair echoed from countless investors, but for some, this chaos was just another opportunity.

Everyone was making their move.

Emilia watched in silence, waiting patiently for the signal she knew would come.

Time ticked by, each faction testing its strategy, the tension rising palpably.

Then, the bidding ended. The early market session began.

The Erickson Group’s stock continued its freefall.

Phones at the Erickson headquarters were ringing off the hook—a barrage of panicked calls.

Shareholders were weeping, cursing, demanding answers.

In the Erickson family’s living room, Parker and his wife watched the disaster unfold, both fuming.

“I knew this would happen the moment Emily divorced him,” Parker spat, slamming his cane on the floor. “He’s getting exactly what’s coming to him!”

His wife let out a long, weary sigh. “And yet, you’ll still have to clean up his mess. Even if you’re furious at Tyler, we can’t just sit back and let the Erickson Group collapse.”

“That ungrateful boy knows exactly how far he can push us. He’s doing this on purpose! It’s infuriating!”

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Elsewhere, hidden from sight, someone’s operatives began to move.

They were accumulating shares, buying up enormous quantities in silence.

Once the time was right, he pulled out a burner phone and dialed a number.

Across the city, Vivienne glanced at her own secret cell.

The phone rang three times, then the call disconnected.

She smiled softly.

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At 9:35 a.m., while angry investors were venting online and Tyler’s name was trending everywhere for all the wrong reasons, Vivienne started her livestream.

Right now, anything tied to Tyler was a lightning rod for attention—so with Vivienne’s deep connection to him, her stream instantly drew a tidal wave of viewers.

Vivienne hadn’t been part of any of these plans. Her livestream now could easily backfire.

Meanwhile, Emilia watched the stream, blinking in disbelief.

“So, Tyler, after I left the Erickson Group, your big strategy was to have Vivienne go live and play the victim?” She shook her head, baffled. “Even if things got bad, I can’t imagine him stooping to this.”

Still, she kept watching.

On screen, Vivienne finally steadied herself, her voice growing clear. “Everyone knows… I don’t have much time left.”

“So, really, whatever happened between Tyler and me, it’s not going to destroy his marriage.”

She gave a heartbreakingly bittersweet smile. “I won’t be around much longer, anyway.”

“But since everyone’s so obsessed with the gossip, let me set the record straight, once and for all.”

“There’s never been anything sordid between me and Tyler—the way you all imagine.”

“It was all… me…”