Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 730

Emilia only cast a brief glance before walking away.

She headed straight back to her car. A few minutes later, Ray returned.

"Emilia..." Ray started eagerly.

Emilia held up a hand. "Let's head back first."

Ray nodded.

The driver pulled out of the lot, and they merged onto the busy city streets.

Only when they were safely in transit did Emilia speak. "What did you find?"

"You were right on the money," Ray said quickly. "The follow-up is incredibly suspicious. I..."

For the entire ride back to the office, Ray meticulously detailed her findings.

Emilia nodded thoughtfully, absorbing every piece of the puzzle.

By the time Ray finished her report, they had pulled up to Emilia's headquarters.

Back in the sanctuary of her private office.

Emilia mentally reviewed the exact timeline of Aegis Dynamics' explosive rise to prominence.

A dark theory began to form in her mind.

As she was piecing it together...

Knock, knock.

Emilia looked up to see Theodore standing in the doorway.

He was holding a sleek, insulated lunchbox.

Emilia couldn't help but smile.

Theodore walked in and set the lunchbox down on the coffee table.

"What are you doing here?" Emilia asked. She remembered texting him that she would be tied up at Aegis.

"An associate of mine was at the showcase and mentioned seeing you head inside. I did the math on how long these things take and figured you'd be back by now," Theodore explained smoothly.

He unpacked the gourmet containers, arranging the food perfectly.

Emilia walked over and sat down across from him.

"So, what's your verdict?" Theodore asked, cutting straight to business.

"I think the entire Aegis project is rigged," Emilia said bluntly, seeing no reason to hide her suspicions.

"Give me a chance to spoil you, alright?" Theodore murmured.

Emilia couldn't hold back a laugh.

He was offering her limitless corporate warfare resources, yet he asked as cautiously as if he were begging for a favor.

Looking at his impossibly handsome face, a surge of playful mischief took over.

She set down her silverware and reached both hands out toward his face.

Theodore caught her wrists halfway, looking at her in bemused confusion.

Emilia shot him a mock-threatening glare.

"Alright, alright. I surrender," Theodore relented.

With a victorious smirk, Emilia reached out and pinched his cheeks with both hands.

She stretched his flawless features outward, squishing his face into a ridiculous expression.

Theodore's eyes filled with a helpless, indulging warmth.

But beneath the amusement was a profound wave of protective affection.

She was only twenty-five. It was entirely natural for her to be playful, yet she had already endured so much.