The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 41 Distort the truth

So, the indictment didn't go straight to her but to Abigail. Abigail was her agent, but she never used her real name in public. Emily quickly met up with her.

Emily blurted out, "What the hell is going on? Why is Moonlit Treasures suing me? What did I do? How can they even sue me? On what grounds?"

Abigail tried to calm her down. "Emily, chill. Let's open it and see what's up."

Abigail was just as clueless, so she opened the indictment. It was an infringement case.

The indictment said Ella was suspected of ripping off Moonlit Treasures' jewelry designs. There was also a handwritten note from the lawyer.

It read: [Since Ella won't cooperate with Moonlit Treasures, we suspect she's involved in some shady stuff. The designs submitted to Moonlit Treasures seem to plagiarize the works of our designer, Sophia. If Ella doesn't resolve this, she'll face legal consequences.]

Emily saw the note and knew it was Michael's doing. The tone was unmistakably his.

Furious, Emily tore up the letter. "That bastard is suing me and accusing me of copying Sophia. What right does he have?"

Abigail looked serious. "Emily, if you don't show your face and let Michael know you exist, he'll really push this. The public will get more curious. This time it's just a lawyer's letter and an indictment. If Michael gets desperate, he could do anything."

Emily was so mad her chest hurt. She didn't expect things to go this way and now she was being accused of plagiarism.

She thought, 'How is this any different from what happened in college? Why am I back to square one?' She felt powerless and slumped over the table.

was at a loss. Michael's methods were so

don't have the resources to deal with Michael. If only we had a strong legal team." She slumped over the table too, both

work? Michael will push this. For the first time, I'm scared

Abigail was right. Michael could do anything. His methods, his ruthlessness, and his coldness were beyond

Abigail's worried face, she made up her mind. "Abigail, email Moonlit Treasures' business department. Tell them I'm willing to cooperate long-term, but I still won't

a moment and suggested, "How is that different from before? As long as you don't show up, Michael

don't agree, we'll figure something else out. Tell them I'm

nodded. "Alright, I'll give it

home, Emily still wouldn't give him the time of day. Thinking about that lawyer's letter, she wanted to rip him

at him all night, Michael finally spoke up. "What, did I piss you off again?" He'd been dealing with nausea and chest tightness for days, and the business department still hadn't sorted out the Ella issue. He was on edge. Emily gritted her teeth.

out of anger. It was the first time he'd heard such emotion from her. "You

a divorce?" Emily wished she could ask this every

or I don't mind turning the Brown Corporation into mine." He walked away without looking back. Emily glared at his retreating figure. "Michael, is threatening the only trick you know? What else can you do?" She thought about the lawyer's letter and angrily threw a pillow

need to be many, just effective." Michael walked away, a smirk

out of the bathroom, wearing a pale face. He angrily pushed

returned to her room and felt nauseous. After throwing up, she saw Michael and felt

forward and grabbed her, gritting his teeth. "Emily, when will this endless vomiting stop?" For the first time, Michael felt like he was on the

angrier she got. She shook off Michael's hand. "What does it have to do with you? Why do you care if I

like he was going to explode. Every word Emily said made him angrier. He tightened

me, it hurts." Emily