Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 49

A beautiful, fragile smile played across her lips, and combined with her words, it was enough to move anyone to tears.

Emilia lounged back in the contestant's private lounge chair backstage, stifling her physical discomfort as she quietly watched Vivienne's speech on the screen.

What exactly did Tyler see in Vivienne?

Was it that relentless spirit of hers? Or maybe, deep down, that fiery determination reminded him a little of who he used to be.

People often feel a strange sympathy for someone who embodies the vulnerability they once had.

That kind of affection and pity isn't always directed at another person—it can be a way of caring for a past version of ourselves.

And for men, sympathy and love have a way of getting tangled up together.

"Next, I'll be singing my original song, Faint Whispers. This piece is a reflection of my journey these past few months. I hope it gives strength to anyone going through pain, so you can keep going, just like I did."

Vivienne bowed deeply, and the stage lights dimmed.

Emilia arched an eyebrow. Faint Whispers?

She'd originally titled the song Glimmer.

The meaning was supposed to be about seeing through the past, glimpsing the future—a sliver of dawn's first light.

But if Vivienne wanted to change it, so be it. The contract allowed for modifications.

All that mattered now was whether, when the song hit the streaming platforms, the credits would include "Emy" and Donovan Entertainment.

Backstage at Voice of the Divine was split into two areas.

One was a large common room where contestants and guests could mingle and chat.

The other was a set of smaller, private lounges for each contestant and guest to unwind alone.

Hardly anyone had the time or patience to sit through an entire livestream, so the production team would later edit the footage, uploading a highlight reel to the platform.

To create a compelling recap, they needed to capture the contestants' and guests' reactions as well.

That's why both the common room and the private lounges were fitted with TVs airing the live show and discreet recording equipment.

Of course, these behind-the-scenes moments wouldn't be broadcast live—they'd be edited in later as needed.

As for the makeup room, that was off limits to all cameras, unless someone snuck in their own phone.

"Same old story—Emilia's 25 years can't compare to Vivienne's 25 seconds!"

…

The internet was buzzing, and in her private lounge, Emilia calmly picked up her phone and started opening each music app one by one.

According to Vivienne, Faint Whispers would go live on all major streaming platforms simultaneously. It would only take Emilia a moment to see whether she was credited.

No need to dig around.

She opened the first app. Vivienne's perfectly retouched promo photo filled the launch screen, advertising the new single.

Emilia tapped in, and there it was—

Faint Whispers

Artist: Vivienne

Lyrics: Vivienne

Music: Vivienne