The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 29: Reaching Cooperation

"Hey, so you're Ella. I gotta say, your paintings are amazing, and I didn't expect you to be this gorgeous in person. My teacher's a big fan too." Emily felt a weird sense of familiarity with Jeffrey's excitement. Noticing Emily's puzzled look, Jeffrey jumped in to explain, "My teacher is Mr. Jackson. He has some of your paintings."

Emily finally got why Jeffrey seemed familiar. It turned out that he was Nicholas's student.

"Hi, I'm Emily."

"Oh, your real name is just as poetic as your art. Miss Rodriguez and I have tried to meet you a few times, but we heard you were always busy. Didn't expect to see you today." Jeffrey was pretty good-looking and cheerful, and Emily didn't mind chatting with him a bit more.

"Yeah, I've been kinda swamped lately." In fact, she just wanted to avoid any drama before the press conference.

Emily and Abigail chatted with Jeffrey for a few more minutes until he got called away, but he made plans to meet up with Abigail next time.

Emily shot Abigail a teasing smile. "What? Do you like him?" She noticed Abigail sneaking glances at Jeffrey and blushing.

Abigail lightly punched Emily's shoulder, shyly saying, "What are you talking about? Let's go. The show's about to start." She quickly pulled Emily to find seats.

The first part was the press conference for Michael and Nicholas signing a cooperation agreement. Emily and Abigail found a low-key spot to sit.

They watched Michael, still looking dignified and elegant, walk onto the stage. After a bunch of business pleasantries with Nicholas, they finally signed, shook hands, hugged, and posed for photos under the media's flashlights.

Emily was super relieved the deal was signed first. If anything went wrong in the second half, the cooperation might've been off the table.

In the midst of the flashing lights, Michael's gaze zeroed in on Emily. Through the crowd, he saw the uniquely beautiful Emily resting her head on Abigail's shoulder. Maybe she was bored or maybe she was feeling off.

the afternoon, he wanted to say she was stunningly

eyes on

and had to

dealt with the reporters, but inside he was almost crying, 'Mr. Smith, you didn't mention I'd have to speak for

the restroom with Abigail, throwing

this. This baby doesn't seem to care about you at all,"

better after throwing up. She took a sip of water and said, "Yeah, it

"Baby, you're just like your dad, always restless. Wait till you come out, I'll spank your little butt for

of affection as she touched her belly. When Emily and Abigail came out of the restroom, they ran into Michael, who also seemed to have just come

you stop throwing

Abigail exchanged confused glances. "Did you

shook her head, equally baffled. "Forget about him." Abigail supported Emily

stop tormenting him. Michael stood on the balcony outside the venue, trying to clear his head. Soon, he saw Emily coming out. He wanted to talk to her, to tell her to rest at home if she wasn't feeling well instead of coming out and making herself suffer. Then Sophia called out to him from behind, "Michael, Mr. Jackson said he's waiting for you in the lounge." Michael frowned, looked at Emily again, but she had already walked away. He sighed, nodded, and went to find Nicholas with Sophia. Sophia glanced in the direction Michael had been originally heading, which was where Emily had just left. Sophia immediately stepped in front of him, even though Nicholas hadn't actually called for Michael. But she didn't care,

up. She had deliberately not eaten anything today, fearing the baby would make her uncomfortable,

awful. Should we go to the hospital?" Abigail was a bit worried, noticing that Emily had kept

the venue, which was being set up for the

really annoying." Apparently, Abigail had also noticed Sophia sticking

a place without them, but Michael noticed her. Of

to Emily, "You should come with me to meet Mr.

Emily smiled. "Sure."

turned pale, her eyes flashing with resentment and unwillingness. In such

Nicholas with Michael, Nicholas was pleasantly surprised. "Do you two know each other?" Michael looked at Emily in confusion. 'When did she meet Nicholas?' He wondered. "We've met once. Hello, Mr. Jackson." Emily gracefully extended her hand to