Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1365

Panic gripped Teresa. She jumped up and grabbed Emmy's hand. "Emmy! You have no idea how terrifying those people are! They carried firearms openly right in the heart of the Capital! That means they have god-like backing. Someone incredibly powerful is covering for them!"

Emmy squeezed her mother's hand back, patting it soothingly. "Mom, do not worry. No matter who is behind this, the situation has escalated so much that even the United Nations has intervened. Whoever is pulling the strings will be dragged into the light very soon. James is highly valued by the military. He is the sword of the nation. The authorities will definitely give him justice."

She paused, then turned to Andrew, her expression growing utmost serious. "But Andrew, it is enough that James alone stands against the darkness. You are a highly respected entrepreneur. Your reputation cannot be stained by this mess."

Her tone softened into a plea. "If James is going to fight them to the bitter end, he will need you to remain publicly neutral so you can maneuver behind the scenes. Therefore, please, I beg you to focus on protecting my mother and yourself. That is more than enough."

Listening to her daughter's calm, piercingly clear analysis, Teresa's eyes welled up with tears again. She was consumed by anxiety, yet she knew Emmy was right. She couldn't selfishly demand that Andrew sacrifice his life's work, or risk his very life, to act as a human shield for her daughter. That was James's war.

Andrew gazed at the twenty-five-year-old young woman standing before him. Despite her delicate appearance, her bones were forged with a resilience and clarity that rivaled any man's. A profound admiration flashed in his eyes. He didn't argue further. Giving her a deep, respectful look, he gave a slight nod. "Alright. If you ever need help, just say the word."

At that moment, a deep, magnetic voice echoed from the hallway leading to the kitchen. "Mom. Andrew."

Seeing the energetic little ones, the heavy gloom weighing on everyone's hearts instantly dissipated. They all sat down around the dining table. By unspoken agreement, no one mentioned the harrowing events of the past few days. The only sounds at the table were the soft clinking of cutlery and the cheerful, babbling chatter of the children.

"Mommy, meat!" Dolly pointed at a plate of sliced beef rolls, practically drooling.

Emmy smiled, picked up a piece with her fork, blew on it until it was cool, and fed it to her. In that moment, while the blizzard raged on outside, the house was filled to the brim with radiant warmth. This was a true family reunion dinner. Though it was a day late, the most important thing was that everyone was finally together.