Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 624

The second Vivienne stepped out of the cruiser, the furious mob of parents swarmed her.

Camera flashes erupted like strobe lights as reporters shoved their way through the chaos.

The crowd surged violently. If she hadn't been flanked by officers, the enraged families would have literally torn her limb from limb.

It was absolute bedlam.

Standing near the exit, Emilia watched from a distance as Vivienne was marched toward the station doors.

For a brief second, their eyes met.

Emilia saw raw, unhinged hatred burning in Vivienne's glare.

"Don't get too smug, Emilia!" Vivienne shrieked over the noise.

She opened her mouth to scream something else, but the cops yanked her forcefully inside. The crowd was too volatile; they needed her off the street immediately.

Emilia quietly watched the doors close behind her.

Smug? She had never felt smug.

Getting to this point hadn't brought her any joy. In fact, it had been an excruciatingly painful journey. She just wanted to protect what was rightfully hers and live the rest of her life in peace. That was all she ever wanted.

"Let's get out of here," Theodore murmured softly, resting a hand on her back. "I'll have my team stick around to manage the legal aid for the families. There's nothing more we can do tonight."

Emilia looked up at him and nodded. He was right.

Looking at the devastated crowd one last time, she let out a quiet sigh.

They kept their heads down, navigating around the chaotic perimeter to reach their parked car.

But parked right next to their vehicle was a sleek, black van.

As they approached, the automatic door slid open. Tyler was sitting in the back seat.

He was heavily bandaged, an IV line taped to the back of his hand, dripping fluids into his veins. He looked ghastly pale, his bloodshot eyes locked entirely on Emilia.

He didn't say a word. He just stared at her, his gaze drowning in absolute sorrow.

Israel stepped out from the other side of the van and gave Emilia a respectful, pleading nod.

"I want to feel your pain. I want to understand what I put you through."

"As long as..."

He didn't finish the sentence, but the crushing weight of his unsaid plea hung heavily in the cold air. Everyone knew what he was asking for.

"What you do to yourself is your own business," Emilia said flatly.

A cold breeze swept through the trees, carrying the distant shouts from the police precinct.

Emilia looked up at Theodore. He was already looking at her, his dark eyes steady and entirely focused on her.

She squeezed his hand and turned her back on the van.

"I don't need you to punish yourself, and I certainly don't need your empathy," Emilia said over her shoulder. "I only want what belongs to the Dennis family."

Understanding she was completely done, Theodore opened the passenger door for her.

Emilia slid inside, and the heavy door slammed shut. Through the tinted glass, Tyler could only stare at her beautiful, indifferent profile.