Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 431

Theodore’s voice crackled through the walkie-talkie. “Emily, are you alright?”

What he really wanted to ask was whether she wanted to keep going. But he knew Emilia Dennis would never back down so easily.

“I’m fine,” Emilia replied.

More than fine—she was determined to win.

After all, Vivienne Hargrave had just tried to humiliate her in front of everyone. There was no way she’d let that slide.

Still…

Emilia lowered her gaze, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

She could ignore Vivienne’s latest stunt, but now everyone knew Theodore was pursuing her. Ever since she’d walked out of that bathroom, rumors had started flying—people whispering that Theodore was being played for a fool.

One comment in particular stung:

“Emilia and Tyler Erickson were together for seven years. Tyler’s probably had his way with her a hundred times over. Theodore must be kicking himself now.”

She couldn’t help but worry about how Theodore felt.

“Don’t be silly.” Theodore’s voice was gentle, as if he could hear her thoughts. Footsteps echoed in the background, then he spoke again, “Emily, look up.”

Emilia lifted her head and saw him standing on the glass balcony above, looking right at her.

“Emily, I love you. I love you—no matter what. Being your boyfriend is the thing I’m most grateful for in my life. I’m here, and I always will be.”

Her eyes stung with tears.

Yes, he’d always been there. Through all those years, through everything, he’d never left her side.

Emotion welled up inside her, threatening to overflow, but she managed to keep her composure. She answered softly, “Okay.”

“Stick to your plan,” he told her. “You’re Emilia—you don’t lose.”

A smile broke across her face.

On the other side of the screen, Vivienne froze, caught off guard.

Before Vivienne could come up with a retort, Emilia waved her hand, signaling someone off-camera. An assistant hurried over with a package.

“I stepped out to make a call and pick up a couple of things,” Emilia explained, her gaze lingering on Vivienne—who had been itching for these items all along.

“What things?” Vivienne asked, confusion flickering across her face.

Emilia didn’t answer. Instead, she walked over to a side table, where old photos of city streets from 1935 were displayed. Now, she placed two new items among them—photos of the same city, but from the year 2000.

There was a spot for picture frames, and Emilia reached in, pulling out two prop booklets.

She placed them deliberately in the frame for everyone to see.

One was a marriage certificate.

The other—a divorce decree.