The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 30 Identity Theft

Michael and Nicholas were left speechless. Michael, still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Emily could design jewelry, now had to process the news that she had been accused of plagiarism. One bombshell after another. 'What else is my wife hiding from me?' he wondered.

"Plagiarism? What's this about? Weren't you..." Nicholas started to ask.

"It's all a big misunderstanding, Mr. Jackson. Let me explain," Abigail quickly cut in, worried Nicholas might spill the beans about Emily's identity.

Before Emily and Abigail could say anything, Sophia jumped in, "Mr. Jackson, back in college, Emily got in trouble for plagiarism. She can't even get into the jewelry design industry. She even..."

"Shut up, Sophia. Don't act like I don't know what you're up to. You and I both know the real story behind that plagiarism mess," Emily snapped at Sophia.

Turning to Nicholas, Emily said, "Mr. Jackson, it's all a misunderstanding. Trust me." She gave him a determined look.

Abigail managed to send Nicholas away, and Michael, looking pissed, grabbed Emily and started to leave. Emily yanked her arm free.

"Come with me," he said, barely holding back his anger.

"Say whatever you need to say right here," Emily shot back, knowing exactly what he wanted to ask.

Michael sneered. "Emily, how many things are you hiding from me?"

about her pregnancy. She was hiding a lot. "Does

almost laughed at his own anger. "Emily, you've got some

to mediate. "Michael, don't blame Emily. She must have been confused

you pay back a hundred fold and show you what real embarrassment is,' she

leave so I won't be an eyesore to you." Emily lifted

tie. He

Emily returned to her seat next to Michael. She had Abigail sit next to

him, Michael had someone arrange another seat for

to notice and quietly asked Abigail if she was ready. Abigail

Nicholas, there were other industry leaders, their wives, and

pieces, and announced the release dates, reminding everyone they could pre-order. Emily seemed distracted. Abigail noticed

different being here. Michael glanced

piece after another was showcased. The audience buzzed with chatter until Emily's work appeared. But the designer's name was

and Abigail exchanged a knowing look. Just as they suspected,

like in college. So Emily had made two copies of her sketches.

glanced back at Sophia with a sly smile and saw panic flash in her eyes. She quickly sent Sophia a

[Don't worry, Sophia. The real show is

heart gripped by fear. She had no idea what Emily was planning. Finally, the jewelry designed by Emily, under

a pair of earrings. Each piece was so stunning that the audience present couldn't turn their eyes off them as if they