Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1431

Staring at that solitary "Okay," Tiffany suddenly felt as if she understood something. The type of person Brett liked was probably someone shining brightly, standing at the very top of their industry, and immensely successful... someone just like their idol, Emmy. And right now, Tiffany was nothing more than an ordinary college student who knew next to nothing. Aside from having a bit of family money, she was useless.

Tiffany rubbed the tears from her face forcefully, her gaze slowly turning resolute. Only by working harder in her studies and becoming more outstanding could she perhaps conquer this man.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Tiffany had no idea just how miserable Brett's retreat had been. His heart rate hadn't dropped once during the entire journey back. Having lived thirty years and moved effortlessly through hails of bullets as a special forces operative, when had he ever been pursued and provoked so fiercely by a woman? Her explicit gaze, along with the soft and fragrant warmth of her pressing against him in the movie theater, practically ignited the blood in his veins. He simply hadn't been able to endure it a second longer.

After returning to the castle, Brett felt his throat burning with thirst, and the restless heat inside his body refused to be suppressed. To force himself to cool down, he went straight to the equipment room and strapped on the heaviest sandbags. Following the winding mountain paths, he ran twenty kilometers fully weighed down. He didn't stop until his physical training uniform was soaked with sweat and every muscle in his body was on the verge of cramping.

Once back, he stood under a cold shower in the bathroom for half an hour. Only then was the overwhelming heat, which had nearly shattered his reason, barely pushed back down.

In the dead of night, the master bedroom was illuminated only by a dim floor lamp. Emmy was already fast asleep, her shallow breathing remarkably clear in the quiet room.

James leaned against the headboard, his back turned to Emmy, holding his phone. His cold and rugged face was currently frozen in deep confusion. Ten minutes ago, he had received a massive string of task links from Brett. They were all data-boosting tasks for Emmy's fan club. But no matter how resourceful he was, facing this flashy, chaotic fandom page left him completely in the dark. Bringing topics to Twitter, signing into fan forums, controlling the comments, and liking posts... he couldn't understand a single bit of it.

James rubbed his temples in frustration and put down the phone. He carefully lifted the blanket and quietly got out of bed. Casually throwing on a coat, he pushed the door open and stepped out of the bedroom.

Approaching the castle entrance, James spotted a tall, burly silhouette sitting on the steps from a distance. Brett was sitting there, gripping his phone and staring blankly into the pitch-black night sky.

James raised an eyebrow, walked over, and stopped beside him. "Aren't you off duty tonight?"

Hearing the voice, Brett was startled. He bolted upright, standing perfectly at attention by sheer reflex. "Captain!" He scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, his voice muffled. "I had nothing to do, so I came out to get some fresh air."

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