Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 201

Abriella was peeling an apple when she saw Emmy come in. She put the knife down right away.

“What happened? You look terrible.”

Abriella moved closer and lowered her voice. “What did the doctor say?”

Emmy managed a small, shaky smile. “It’s fine. The doctor said my mom’s recovering really well. If things keep going like this, she could be out of the hospital in a month or two.”

Abriella knew her too well to be fooled by that smile. She didn’t say anything—just grabbed Emmy by the hand and pulled her out onto the balcony.

“Tell me the truth. Did the doctor really say that?”

A gust of wind blew Emmy’s bangs across her forehead. She nodded. “Yeah. My mom’s doing better. Mostly thanks to the medical team Mr. Aldridge brought in.”

But ever since her mom woke up, Mr. Aldridge hadn’t visited again. She sighed. No point dwelling on it.

She rubbed her aching forehead, worry flickering in her eyes.

“Abriella, can I ask you something? What if someone stole my work and even won an award for it, but I don’t have any proof? Is there any way I can get it back?”

Abriella scratched her head. “No evidence? That’s rough. I took a few law classes but skipped more than I went. Honestly, I have no clue.”

Her eyes suddenly lit up. “Why not ask Steve? That guy knows everyone.”

Then she caught Emmy’s arm, her expression turning serious.

“Wait—what did someone steal from you?”

Emmy told her everything—how Evelina stole her system, every painful detail.

By the end, Abriella was fuming, fists clenched tight.

“That snake! Thief! Ugh, I’m so mad I could scream.”

“If murder wasn’t illegal, I’d wring her neck myself!”

Emmy quickly patted her back to calm her down.

“This is a civilized society. We’ll use the law. We’ll make her give everything back, and she’ll have to beg for forgiveness.”

Abriella nodded, anger burning into determination.

“Absolutely. Leave it to me. I’ll talk to Steve right now. Those two are going to regret this.”

Emmy thought about talking to Steve herself, but seeing that glint in Abriella’s eyes whenever Steve’s name came up, she decided to let her handle it.

Getting her system back was one thing. There was something else she had to do herself.

She picked up her phone and opened her chat with Steve.

I want to get back all the money my dad spent on the mistress and her daughter—including the house he bought them.

She hit send, her eyes cold as ice.

She’d used up almost all her savings trying to save her mom.

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