Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 475

At last, the day had finally arrived.

There was no way she would stand by and watch Vivienne parade around, raking in cash by passing off her songs as original work.

...

Time slipped by.

It wasn't even eight in the evening, but the place was already packed to the brim.

Thankfully, the regular entrance was still being managed by security, or it would have been a total standstill.

Vivienne had shown up early.

Now she sat in the back of her private van, waiting.

She smiled as she watched the presale figures climb higher on her tablet, feeling thoroughly satisfied.

“Tyler, look at these numbers—aren’t they amazing?” Vivienne beamed, handing the tablet over to Tyler.

Tyler sat beside her, his expression unreadable. He didn’t even glance at the screen, just sat there quietly.

Vivienne pouted, took the tablet back, and set it on the table.

Tyler had been like this for days now—distant and brooding. She had no idea what was going on in his head.

But she wasn’t worried. In three weeks, they’d be married, and that thought alone was enough to lift her spirits.

Tyler still didn’t approve of Vivienne launching *Vivi’s Whispers*, but she was determined to move forward, and he no longer tried to stop her.

Vivienne was walking a tightrope—one slip, and Christian would have all the evidence he needed to expose her.

When the truth finally came out, Emilia’s name would be cleared, and then Tyler could deal with the aftermath.

All he wanted now was to get through these last four months, fulfill their agreement, and reset everything back to square one.

If only...

Forget it.

Tyler couldn’t stand being cooped up with her any longer. Grabbing his phone, he made up an excuse and stepped out of the van to make a call.

He found a quiet corner and lit a cigarette.

His craving had gotten worse lately.

As smoke drifted upward, shrouding his face, he gazed up at the black velvet sky. A jet soared overhead, tracing a pale line through the darkness.

He didn’t notice the other car that glided past him and parked across the lot.

Emilia and Christian’s car had arrived.

“Our team’s in position,” Christian said, barely able to contain his excitement.

Emilia nodded, double-checking that everything was ready.

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