Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 267

“Heh!”

Owen let out a sharp laugh, more out of disbelief than amusement.

“God, what a temper,” he muttered, half-scolding, half-admiring.

But honestly… he loved that about her.

He really should find some time to check in on her.

With that thought, Owen slipped his phone back into his pocket, leaned against the edge of the VIP booth, and watched the dance floor below as he nursed his drink.

He was mid-sip when, suddenly, he caught a glimpse of something he could hardly believe.

He squinted, making sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him.

“Emilia?”

No way—if Tyler saw this, he’d absolutely lose it!

Without another thought, Owen set his glass down and hurried out to get a better look.

But just as he stepped into the hallway, the door to the next booth swung open.

Joyce came out, grinning, chatting over her shoulder: “Seven, while my brother’s in the restroom, I’m going to find Emily and have some fun downstairs. You wanna join—?”

She stopped short.

“You? What are you doing here?” they both blurted out at the same time.

Owen strode over, peering into the booth behind Joyce.

Inside, a few pretty boys were in the middle of some half-baked talent show, awkwardly dancing with a chubby guy in tow—everyone swaying off-beat in a way that was more embarrassing than entertaining.

Owen’s expression darkened instantly.

Emilia and Joyce had come to Prism Ivy House for drinks—and had rounded up a bunch of guys to party with?

And they were all dancing like that?

If Tyler found out about this…

“What’s your problem!” Joyce snapped, moving to shut the door.

Owen blocked her. “This is what you and Emilia do when you come here?”

“Excuse me?” Joyce raised an eyebrow, not backing down. “Why not? What’s it to you? If you can be here, why can’t Emily and I?”

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