Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 305

“Every single song, every single performance left me speechless. I used to wonder what kind of life this singer must’ve lived to write and perform with such raw emotion. Now I know—the singer was Emilia all along.”

“I can’t even imagine what she was feeling, standing on that stage, seeing Vivienne sitting right there on the judges’ panel, and Tyler in the audience, having shown up just to support Vivienne. What must have been running through her mind?”

“I swear, I can feel from her music how deeply she loved Tyler—and how badly she was hurt.”

“Oh God, stop, I’m about to cry…”

“That’s it, I need to go confront Vivienne right now!”

…

The internet was ablaze with gossip and speculation. Influencers and fans alike were passionately discussing every detail.

Seven, meanwhile, had simply led the Donovan Entertainment team in setting the record straight, clarifying the truth about Emilia. There was no attempt to incite trouble for Vivienne. But the fans, feeling used as pawns, decided on their own to turn their anger toward Vivienne.

This is what backlash looks like.

The higher the pedestal, the harder the fall.

But right now, Emilia and her friends had other things on their minds—they were busy celebrating at their victory dinner, far too caught up in the moment to care about Vivienne.

“This time we’ve got our own private room, so Tyler and his crew can’t crash the party,” Christian declared, still clearly remembering the chaos from Emilia’s “newly single” celebration not long ago.

Everyone was in high spirits.

“Congratulations on your win!” Christian was the first to raise his glass, admiration for Emilia shining in his eyes.

Now that Emilia was officially divorced from Tyler, maybe—just maybe—he could finally make a move. Besides, he’d been practicing self-control lately, working on his temper. Still, Christian hesitated. He stole a glance at Emilia’s smiling profile and decided he’d better wait, bide his time, and not risk losing her as a friend too.

“To Emily, our champion!” the others chimed in, raising their glasses in a chorus.

Emilia stood up. She’d already changed out of her stage clothes and wiped off her makeup, blending in seamlessly with her friends.

She lifted her glass, kept it simple, and downed the drink in one go.

“This past month has been the darkest time of my life,” she said, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

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