Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 642

[My husband just woke up.]

Moments later, her phone began to ring.

The officer asked a few standard questions.

Recalling what the doctor had told her, the woman replied, "He was only awake for a little bit and fell back asleep, but the doctor said he'll be gaining more consciousness soon."

"Understood. Please call me the moment he is fully lucid."

...

The hours dragged on.

Emilia spent the entire day trying to keep herself busy, terrified that if she stopped, she would obsessively ask if Vivienne had been found yet.

Her main focus was aggressively pushing forward the acquisition of the Dennis family assets.

She practically lived in her office, pacing the floor and running between different departments to ensure everything was on track.

She stayed on top of every detail, pushing the process along.

She also reached out to her loyal former colleagues from The Erickson Group, finalizing their transitions.

Some were eager to jump ship and join her new company, while others hesitated.

Emilia respected their choices either way.

Theodore wanted to stay by her side, but she insisted he go handle his responsibilities at The Glenn Group.

She could do this.

That was what Emilia told herself.

She could handle this on her own.

The world was vast, and everyone had their own battles to fight. She knew there would be more obstacles ahead, and she needed to shatter them one by one.

Right then, a notification pinged on her phone.

Vivienne had posted an update.

Emilia set her phone face down on the desk.

Truthfully, she couldn't understand why Vivienne had made that move.

Based on everything she knew, Vivienne was practically indestructible. She always found an excuse to justify her actions and knew exactly how to play the internet. There had to be a specific motive behind this post.

It was just like before, when Emilia couldn't figure out why Vivienne kept targeting her even after getting everything she wanted—until she realized Vivienne was faking her illness.

"What's your angle this time?" Emilia murmured, her emotions churning as she gripped her phone.

She had a sinking feeling that an even bigger secret was buried beneath all this.

...

Evening arrived quickly, and it was time to pick up Bella.

Bella had recently enrolled in an after-school program, and this month's focus was baking.

Emilia stepped into the facility, instantly greeted by the warm, sweet scent of vanilla and fresh cookies.