Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1229

Keaton tensed up, his eyebrows drawing together.

“Mercedes, I really think you’d be better off not bothering Mrs. Nelson.”

“If you do anything out of line, the boss will seriously lose his temper.”

Mercedes couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

“What exactly do you take me for?”

“I only saw Nico and his wife fighting. I just want to clear the air and fix the misunderstanding.”

“Would you really prefer to watch them keep arguing because of me?”

“The only way they’ll patch things up is if I can talk things through with her, maybe even be friends. That way, Nico won’t be stuck in the middle anymore.”

Keaton stared at her for a long moment before finally pulling out his phone.

“I can send it to you, but I’m telling the boss about this too.”

Mercedes just shrugged, like she didn’t care.

“Suit yourself.”

She needed to set things straight with Emmy. If she didn’t take the first step and push Emmy to give up, she and Nico would just keep growing apart. No way was she about to let some woman walk in and steal everything that should have belonged to her.

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At the same time, in the middle of the conference, Emmy, thanks to John’s introductions, had already met some of the biggest names in the AI world. With her technical background, she spoke easily and confidently about her specialty. She had this natural confidence, grace, and sparkle about her that made people take notice.

After two solid hours of deep conversation, she learned a lot and definitely left an impression on the top professors. Across the room, James was busy recruiting talent for Janus Sphere Technologies. The two of them weren’t together, but each was putting in the work for the same dream.

By the time the coffee break rolled around, Emmy had wrapped up most of her discussions. She felt a bit worn out, so she found a quiet corner to rest for a bit. Harlene and John were still nearby, caught up in more lively debates. Penny stood silently just behind Emmy’s sofa, keeping watch.

Emmy leaned back, a little lost in thought as she twisted the simple band on her ring finger. That was when a figure walked straight over and took a seat right next to her.

“Mr. Abis, how did you know what kind of flowers I like?”

He raised an eyebrow, looking genuinely surprised.

“Are you saying the flowers I picked on a whim just happened to be Ms. Lincoln’s favorite?”

He leaned in slightly, lips tugging in a sly smile.

“Maybe we’re just kindred spirits. You know, a little bit of heart sync?”

Emmy’s face tightened. She leaned back, putting more space between them, her voice noticeably colder.

“I’m married, Mr. Abis. Maybe you shouldn’t say things that could be misunderstood. My husband would probably be upset if he heard.”

At the mention of her husband, the humor dropped from Abis’s eyes, replaced by something heavier, almost disturbingly dark. He swirled his drink, watching the champagne spiral in the glass, and spoke in an icy tone.

“Ms. Lincoln, you really can’t go more than a few sentences without mentioning your husband, can you? I’d have thought, after a scandal like that, a woman with your brains and pride wouldn’t be so eager to stay hung up on just one person.”