The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 22 A Chance Encounter

Emily snorted, spun around, and dragged Abigail with her. "Yeah, let's not crash their date. We're outta here," she said, not even glancing back. Michael just stood there, totally lost. He had no clue why he got here, but seeing her with Daniel made him want to blow up. "Mr. Wilson, can we talk?" Michael called out as Daniel walked by.

Daniel stopped. "Sure thing."

Emily and Abigail were already speed-walking away, not noticing Daniel hadn't followed.

"Ugh, what rotten luck! Running into that shameless Sophia in such a gorgeous place," Abigail fumed, hands on her hips.

"Yeah, whatever. If they wanna make a problem, we'll just steer clear," Emily said, trying to keep Abigail from starting another fight.

"I was too soft earlier. Should've done more than just yell at her; should've slapped her," Abigail grumbled, making Emily chuckle.

"I know you're tough. Next time, just go for it," Emily replied.

They joked around for a bit, and Emily's mood lifted. She found a spot, set up her easel, and started painting.

This resort was stunning; every view looked like a painting. But as a designer, Emily loved to draw.

"You paint, I'll explore," Abigail said, too restless to sit still. She helped Emily set up and then dashed off to snap pictures.

had no idea how much time had passed when she

a foreign

greeted

finished a piece of a couple under a tree, looking all cozy and blending into the distant scenery. It

Do you like it? I could give it to you,"

I couldn't take it. But I do love it. What do you do for a

thought for a second. Telling a foreigner her job didn't seem like a

design jewelry," she said

design jewelry

was so lucky to meet Nicholas, the Novarian rep

a week ago, her design submitted

Nicholas today and hearing him praise her painting

quickly taking down the painting and handing it to Nicholas. "Mr. Jackson, if you like it, please take

proud. 'Of course,

had an appointment, so Emily quickly said goodbye, not

hugged Emily excitedly. "Emily, you're my lucky charm! You even ran into Nicholas. Did you tell him you're Ella?" Emily shook her head. "He doesn't seem to know who Ella is," she said with an awkward smile. Abigail thought for a moment and agreed. Nicholas was a big shot; the designs were done by his team. He only needed to oversee the big picture, so why would he

to let him know. By the way, did you leave your phone number?" Abigail asked sincerely, and Emily shook her head

annoyed. "What can I say about

was anxious for her. To become