As the evening settled in, Emmy walked into her apartment with a bag of groceries, ready to make herself some dinner.
Her phone lit up with a text from James: Something came up tonight. I won’t be home for dinner.
Just like that, her heart sank.
He’d said he forgave her, but it was clear he didn’t really mean it.
The next morning, her phone buzzed again—this time, it was Dean: Happy now?
No explanation, just a pointed accusation out of nowhere.
Emmy frowned, feeling a storm of questions swirl in her chest. She wanted to fire back and ask what was wrong with him, but instead, she just locked her phone. Not worth wasting energy on people like him.
She opened her chat with Aidan and typed: Can you find out what’s going on with Sparrow Group lately?
Aidan didn’t disappoint. By lunch, he’d already called her.
Ms. Lincoln, Sparrow Group’s been wild lately. They’ve been clashing with Nelson Corporation and actually managed to steal several big projects.
But yesterday? They took a huge hit. Aidan sounded almost satisfied.
Apparently, Mr. Nelson himself set a trap. He put out a fake project, Sparrow Group bit, and now they’re stuck with hundreds of millions tied up. Even their stock is down.
Emmy’s eyes narrowed. No wonder Dean sent her that message. Was he seriously pinning this on her?
Aidan kept going. But here’s the weird part—Mr. Sparrow’s been unstoppable this past month, like he has a crystal ball or something. Every move he made paid off, and he snatched all those projects from Nelson. No wonder Mr. Nelson finally decided to handle him personally.
A crystal ball? Emmy let out a cold, wry laugh.
No—he was just like her. Living this life for the second time.
He’d turned knowing the future into an art.
A new thought flashed through her mind.
If Dean could do it, why couldn’t she?
Her eyes sharpened with resolve. She opened her chat with James.
How’s the fire station’s search-and-rescue drone coming along?


Verify captcha to read the content
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO