Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 338

On the very same day, the real power players behind Alden City's two biggest conglomerates—one notorious for being a textbook heartbreaker, the other the embodiment of kindness—became the talk of the town.

The top comment online was blunt: “Tyler, maybe you should take a page out of Mr. Theodore Glenn’s book!”

Tyler’s reputation was in shambles. Rumor had it that the Cerulion Trust was on the brink of tearing up their agreement with him, and public opinion was spiraling even further out of control.

Countless investors, gripped by panic, spent the night lining up sell orders, all poised to jump ship as soon as the market opened.

Everything seemed irreversibly set against him.

Yet beneath the city’s glossy surface, undercurrents were surging.

After dropping Emilia and Bella off at the orphanage, Theodore offered to take Emilia home. He wanted to walk her upstairs, but restrained himself. They were still in that delicate phase where he was courting her; she hadn’t said yes, and barging into her apartment before anything was official just felt wrong.

He smiled gently. “Let’s stick to the plan we discussed. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”

Emilia nodded, stepped out of the car, and waved goodbye.

Back when they’d had that secret meeting at The Glenn Group’s storage room, they both understood what was at stake. And when they’d played with the Glenn family’s cat, they’d also quietly strategized.

Tomorrow, as soon as the market opened, The Erickson Group’s stock was sure to plummet. That left only two possibilities: either the stock would crash and the company would hemorrhage value, or the board would scramble to salvage things—opening the door for all sorts of opportunists.

Someone was bound to try something reckless.

Unlike in other countries, their financial regulators played by a stricter rulebook. The basics had to be followed—cut corners and the fallout could be disastrous.

“Sweet dreams,” Theodore said with a smile. “I’ll wait until you’re inside.”

Emilia nodded and headed into the building. As the elevator carried her floor by floor, her thoughts swirled with anticipation and uncertainty.

Ding.

She reached her apartment, unlocked the door, and stepped inside. On the balcony, she glanced down to see Theodore’s Bentley parked below. He stood beside the car, looking up at her.

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