Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 488

Meanwhile.

In the Bentley.

Theodore looked down at a certain part of himself and gave a helpless smile.

He had been too impulsive.

She had only recently divorced. He couldn't be this hasty; it would scare her.

He wasn't normally an impulsive person. He was methodical and always patient.

But whenever it came to her, he always became like this.

Impatient, eager, like a teenager.

The light ahead turned red, and Theodore stepped on the brake.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm a certain urge.

But the image that appeared in his mind was of her, slightly lost in passion.

His Adam's apple bobbed as Theodore opened his eyes with a resigned sigh.

He might as well find something to do to distract himself.

***

Time passed slowly.

The internet had long since erupted into chaos.

One blogger had dug up Vivienne's entire timeline and all her public online statements.

Now that the truth was out, looking back at all of it was increasingly disgusting.

She claimed to be the original singer of a song she had strong-armed someone into selling.

She publicly took credit for a demo she didn't sing, using Emilia's version to put her down.

The song had a different meaning—it was about a wife finding peace after being betrayed—yet the other woman passed it off as her own creation and was praised by so many.

Although some people argued that she had legally bought the song, others quickly stepped in to clarify the law.

She may have bought it, but the writing credit naturally belonged to the original author, Emilia.

After all, no matter how you spun it, Emilia wrote the song, not Vivienne.

Thinking back now, all those comments like, "A lifetime of Emilia's work isn't worth 25 seconds of Vivienne's," and, "Vivienne writes a hit so effortlessly, what does Emilia have?" and all the other online praise for Vivienne's talent...

Of course, Vivienne could still sing "Faint Whispers," since she had bought the rights, but it was unlikely anyone would pay to listen anymore.

Pulling the film, refunding tickets, taking down the song, paying compensation... Israel was leading a team to handle all these cleanup tasks.

They weren't using The Erickson Group's name, but rather Tyler's personal resources and funds.

Israel felt his scalp tingle as he looked at the overwhelming wave of criticism online.

Fortunately, The Erickson Group had completely distanced itself from Vivi's Whispers early on. While there was still some fallout, it wasn't significant.

Vivienne had been playing dead, staying silent.

Just as the furor over the compensation began to die down, the latest news about Vivienne broke.

And this news... was worse than no news at all.

Vivienne had cut her wrists again.

Israel wanted to scream when he heard it.

He knew from last time that Vivienne's depression was faked.

Tyler had told him to get Vivienne proper treatment, but it had been put on hold because of the current situation.