Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 227

Emmy took the tablet and glanced at the screen. A video was playing—a group of people holding up sheets of printed code, their voices shaking with anger as they called out Starlight Corporation for stealing their work. According to them, the core code for Starlight’s pride and joy, the Dome, was nothing but plagiarism.

They demanded that Starlight take the Dome offline right away and issue a public apology. If not, they promised to camp outside company headquarters with banners, determined to drag Starlight’s reputation through the mud.

In the corner of the video, the like count had already shot past ten thousand.

Emmy’s eyes narrowed. A low-effort video like this racking up so many likes? Someone was clearly paying for fake engagement.

A small smile crept onto her face.

She had to hand it to Claudia—her tactics were impressive. Everything looked calm on the surface, like nothing had happened. Claudia hadn’t even come near her. But quietly, she’d gone straight for the Dome, the project Emmy had poured her heart and soul into.

If Claudia pulled this off and got the Dome taken down, Emmy would lose everything she’d worked for. Worse, she’d be branded a thief.

That would hurt more than any physical blow.

But there was no way Emmy would let Claudia win.

After all, Claudia’s own precious daughter had a history of stealing things that weren’t hers.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, the video was everywhere. The like and share counts were skyrocketing, and the clip had already shot to the top of the local trending list.

Dean had just finished visiting Claudia and Evelina. He stepped out onto the balcony, pretending to take a work call. When the call was over, he stood there for a moment, not wanting to go back into the room. He absentmindedly scrolled through his phone, and the top trending headline hit him right between the eyes:

#Starlight Corporation’s Dome Accused of Code Plagiarism#

He didn’t even have to guess who was behind it.

Dean turned on his heel and pushed open the hospital room door, anger simmering just beneath his calm expression.

“Mrs. White, didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t go after Emmy?”

Claudia was sitting up in bed, peeling an apple with slow precision. She didn’t bother looking up.

“I haven’t touched her,” she replied coolly. “Not even a finger.”

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