Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 317

“I saw my mom again. She died of stomach cancer, and by the end, she was so thin I almost couldn’t recognize her. But in the game, she looked exactly like I remembered—dressed up, always smiling so gently. I just broke down and hugged her, crying forever, telling her that I was doing well, that I finally... finally got to say goodbye.”

“My dad was always so old-fashioned. We fought a lot, right up until his car accident. The last thing we said to each other was during an argument. In the game, he awkwardly apologized, admitted he hadn’t been a good dad. That’s when it finally hit me—he just didn’t know how to love me. That regret, I finally let go of it.”

“My grandma had dementia for years before she passed. By the end, she didn’t even know who I was. But in the game, she was exactly like when I was a kid, her hands shaking as she pulled a piece of candy out of her pocket and called me her little girl…”

The game turned into a total tearjerker for so many people, but it was also something that healed them, a way to patch up old wounds.

Of course, there were people like Emmy in her past life who just bought it to play at home.

But the price was insane—a single VR headset cost over a million, and that didn’t even come with the gaming pod. You had to hook it up to your own screen.

Even so, only three days after launch, the game had already shot to number one in national VR preorders.

No wonder Fantasy wanted to throw a party.

Emmy was about to put her phone down when someone tagged her in the group chat.

It was Nico.

[@Emmy our MVP, you better show up tonight! 😏]

Emmy smiled when she saw “our MVP.”

She thought for a second—there were a few tough questions she wanted to ask Nico anyway, and this would save her another trip to Pepper Estate.

So she just sent a thumbs-up.

That afternoon, Emmy finished her work early.

She encrypted the core data and loaded it onto her phone, grabbed another laptop with other systems, and headed to the hospital.

Teresa was recovering well, her cheeks rosy.

The two of them chatted for a bit, and when Emmy noticed the time, she stood to get ready for the celebration.

Just as she reached the elevator, Danny walked up.

“Ms. Lincoln, Mr. Carter is waiting for you on the terrace. He says he needs to talk to you.”

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