Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 79

Even so, Emilia had never once blamed her for it.

In fact, Emilia had never brought up wanting to keep the baby. She'd even reassured her, saying the loss was inevitable from the start and that none of it was her fault.

She understood—Emilia had done it on purpose, handed her that role, all to help ease her guilt.

Just like years ago, when Emilia brought her along to get matching tattoos with the Scarred Sisters.

…

Night had fallen.

Outside Hillside Manor on the edge of Alden City, luxury cars streamed in one after another.

Crowds gathered on the sweeping drive, the place buzzing with anticipation.

From the very foot of the hill, paparazzi and reporters had staked out every possible vantage point.

Few journalists had managed to secure official entry, but tonight's guest list was packed with Alden City's elite—there was no way the tabloids would miss such a spectacle.

If any of them managed to snap something truly sensational, it could be worth a fortune.

From the hillside road to the sprawling parking lot of Hillside Manor, people filled every space.

As each luxury car rolled up the drive, camera flashes blazed through the darkness, turning night into day.

Inside a sleek red Ferrari, Emilia sat beside Christian as they made their way up the hill.

Tonight's charity gala was raising funds for children battling illness, so the dress code called for understated elegance.

Emilia wore a simple, form-fitting gown of silver satin that shimmered softly with every movement, the cut accentuating her slender frame.

As always, she wore a mask—this one not the same as the one from her last livestream, but crafted to match her gown: a silver-white half mask that left her lips exposed for tasting wine.

Seated in the passenger seat, Emilia let the moonlight spill over her, bathing her in a pale, ethereal glow as the car climbed toward the manor.

The photographers went wild, shutters snapping in a frantic staccato.

With questions still flying, Christian glanced at Emilia. She gave him a subtle nod.

He finally addressed the crowd: "Yes, the lady beside me is Serena, an artist under our Donovan Entertainment banner. Tonight, she's my companion for the gala—just attending as colleagues, nothing more. Please don't read too much into it."

After all, Serena was part of their company, and with the Voice of the Divine campaign underway, bringing her along was a smart move for publicity.

The upcoming online voting round made every bit of media attention count.

But of course, the tabloids weren't satisfied with such a tame response—what they wanted was scandal, preferably with headlines declaring Serena as Christian's new girlfriend.

They pressed forward, hungry for more.

Just as Christian's patience started to wear thin, a sudden gasp rose from the crowd—

"Oh my God, is that Tyler's car? Tyler, who's only been to three galas in seven years, is actually here?!"