Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 982

Meanwhile, on Emerald Island in Fiji, James sat at his desk, his dark eyes locked on the computer screen. The harsh glow lit up the latest poster for Nelson Corporation’s “Smart Health” AI prosthetic, and everywhere he looked, there were negative stories flooding the web. It felt like every tech blogger out there was writing comparison reviews between the only two advanced prosthetics on the market. The verdict was always the same: Smart Health easily beat Sync.

Worse, some people started targeting Emmy directly.

“How did this defective product win the ‘Most Promising’ award? Total scam.”

“At least Nelson Corporation delivers. That’s what real tech looks like.”

“Did Emmy buy that award? What a joke. She’s embarrassing herself internationally.”

“Someone needs to check who’s backing her. She disappears for a year, comes back with an award... she must have some powerful connections.”

The nasty comments just kept piling up, until even the trending news about Emmy’s award was buried under the negativity.

James’s brow tightened, his face clouded with frustration. At that moment, his phone buzzed on the desk. The name “Wife” flashed on the screen. Instantly, all the anger in his eyes faded. He grabbed the phone and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window before answering.

His voice was low and gentle. “Emmy, is everything wrapped up over there?”

“Yeah, it’s finished.” Emmy sounded calm, but then she hesitated. “But…”

She trailed off, twisting the curtain tassel with her fingers. “I might not be coming back to Fiji just yet.”

James’s grip tightened. “You want to fly straight home? That’s fine. You can avoid layovers, get some rest. Just send me your flight number and I’ll pick you up.”

Emmy sounded a little flustered. “Um… it’s not that. I’m actually not coming home. I want to stay here in the States to study neuroscience.”

James froze. “What?”

“That’s okay,” Emmy said quickly. “I’m already healthy. You don’t have to worry about me. And Penny’s here. I’ll be safe.”

Maybe she was afraid he’d argue, because she started talking a little faster. “I want to learn more about neuroscience, so I can get my memory back sooner. I want to upgrade Sync. And I want to help you create a one-of-a-kind AI ecosystem for the whole world.”

James felt his heart soften as he listened to the determination in her voice. He couldn’t help but ask, “Did you hear that Nelson Corporation just released a new prosthetic back home?”

Emmy sounded surprisingly steady. “I just heard. I saw the comparison data too.”

She even let out a small laugh. “Their prosthesis is better than Sync in every way. Especially the neural sensors. They must have used some new tech. The response time is point one seconds faster than Sync’s.”

For people with disabilities, even a tenth of a second could change everything.