Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1187

The message had barely left her phone when the “typing…” bubble popped up. Two seconds later, a reply was on the screen.

James: I’m off work, but I still have a bit to wrap up.

Emmy: No wonder you didn’t call me today. I figured you were busy too.

James: Did you miss me?

Emmy felt her cheeks warm. Even through the screen, she could just imagine him right now, eyebrow quirked and that teasing smile on his lips. Instead of answering, she just sent a sticker of a cat cuddling up.

James replied almost instantly. What time are you getting up tomorrow?

Emmy paused to think. Probably pretty early. I need to go upstairs for breakfast, and I’m supposed to meet a few big names in the field.

That made her remember something, so she started typing quickly.

It’s really a shame you couldn’t make it to the summit. While we were having dinner at the restaurant tonight, we ran into a bunch of CEOs in tech. They were intense. A couple just walked right up and asked for our numbers, some even stuffed their business cards into our hands. Harlene said that’s how they try to lock in top projects before anyone else. If we win tomorrow, our phones are going to be blowing up for sure. This place is a total battleground for recruiters. I caught some investors eyeing us like we were steak on a plate. If you were here, you’d probably spot a bunch of new recruits worth poaching.

After she sent it, there was a pause on his end. Then James replied.

How do you know I’m not here?

Emmy stared at the words for a second, then let out a little laugh. She knew he wanted to come. He just couldn’t get away.

Don’t tease me. The resort is opening in a week. You’re the boss behind everything. How could you possibly sneak away right now? Once I finish up here tomorrow, I’ll head back to Boston, then fly straight over to help you. I won’t leave you to handle this alone.

James: No rush. The opening ceremony is pretty much under control.

He followed up with another question. Do you have any time to yourself tomorrow morning?

Emmy bit her lip as she read it. They hadn’t had a proper call for days, and he probably wanted to talk or video chat. But her schedule was packed from start to finish. She texted back, a little disappointed.

He set his phone down and reached for a thick stack of files on the coffee table. Inside were detailed profiles of every team competing in the AI summit. Just like Emmy said, it was a fierce hunt for talent out here. Janus Sphere Technologies’ AI ecosystem was at a make-or-break point. He needed more than just tech, he needed brilliant minds and fresh energy.

He was determined to go through every single name tonight, narrow down the best of the best, and by tomorrow’s cocktail party, make offers no one could refuse. One shot, all in.

Of course, business wasn’t the only thing on his mind. James’s eyes paused on a name: John Suede. His gaze sharpened for a second.

That blond kid who had been circling around his wife. Tomorrow, in front of everyone, especially John, he’d pull Emmy right into his arms. He wanted the whole room to see that Emmy was spoken for. Anyone thinking of stealing her away could forget about it.

James kept flipping through the files. It was nearly three in the morning by the time he finished the last one. He rubbed his brow, tired, and finally stretched out on the bed.

If his wife wanted him to be patient, he could wait a dozen more hours.

See you tomorrow, Mrs. Nelson.