Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 22

After that first viral comment about Emilia, the floodgates burst open.

"Didn't Emilia claim she's a musician? She's been at it for years—has she ever had a single hit song?"

"I have no idea, but I do know Emilia dropped out of the scene after marrying Tyler. Word is, she just lounges at home, living off her husband, playing the pampered wife. Can she even hold a real job?"

"I honestly don't get what Tyler sees in her when Vivienne is so amazing!"

"Exactly! Such a tragedy—Vivienne's so talented, but she only has six months left to live. It's not fair…"

"Vivienne is the only true white jasmine in the entire songwriting world."

"Emilia needs to come out and face us!"

"If Emilia had any decency, she'd file for divorce and stop clinging to Tyler!"

"Yes! I support Vivienne and Tyler getting together!"

"Mr. Erickson belongs with Vivienne. Emilia, just get lost!"

—

The internet was awash with praise for Vivienne and venom for Emilia, and the tide was only growing stronger.

Before Emilia had time to process it all, her phone lit up with a call from Christian.

She hesitated, then accepted the call.

"Vivienne is absolutely shameless!" Christian spat out, barely keeping his language in check. "Emilia, have you seen Vivienne's latest video? I swear—"

"I know they paid a million dollars for the rights, but we only sold them the license! How dare she claim she wrote it herself!"

"Under the law, you hold the copyright. The song is yours, and she's lying. You should sue her!"

Emilia listened to Christian's furious tirade, a grateful smile tugging at her lips.

"Mr. Donovan, take a deep breath," she soothed.

"How am I supposed to calm down?" Christian shot back, his anger still bubbling over. "You really shouldn't check the comments online right now. I just heard that Vivienne's team is actively steering the conversation—everyone's piling on you!"

"And calling her ‘the only true white jasmine in the songwriting world'? Please. Give me a break."

Christian's outrage on her behalf warmed Emilia's heart.

"Christian, listen to me," she said gently.

"First off, right now, she's only *claiming* the song is hers. If the official release credits ‘Emy' or ‘Donovan Entertainment' as the writers, then it's just talk—nothing we need to panic about."

How naïve.

She said nothing more, but inside, her mind was crystal clear.

Still, those comments stung more than she cared to admit.

No matter how tough she was, even she had her limits.

And Tyler…

What was he thinking, seeing Vivienne pull these stunts?

Or—was this his plan all along?

—

Meanwhile, Tyler was busy at the office.

The Erickson Group was a global powerhouse, leading the world in cutting-edge technology, and branching out into finance, hardware, design, entertainment, and more.

Some might still remember—the company had once been strictly old-school, rooted in traditional industries.

That all changed when Tyler took control and steered the company in a bold new direction.