The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 71 Recording

Sophia smirked and said, "Wow, you actually showed up. Is this your idea of flirting? Emily, looks like you haven't had much experience with men, huh?"

Emily could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on her, filled with disdain and mockery, like they were watching some kind of show. But she acted like she didn't notice and replied coolly, "I'm not here to argue. You called me, and I came. Now, where's my 'Lucky'?"

Sophia laughed, crossing her arms. "Your 'Lucky'? Are you sure it's still yours? But honestly, it's useless to me. Seems pretty important to you, though. You really want it, right? Fine."

Sophia pointed to a bottle of red wine on the table, her tone dripping with arrogance. "Drink this whole bottle, and I'll give you 'Lucky' right now."

Emily had expected Sophia to pull something like this, but she couldn't drink right now. She looked at Sophia with disdain. "You want me to drink? What gives you the right to make me drink?"

Sophia just snorted, not even getting mad. "Emily, did you really think I called you here tonight just to hand over 'Lucky' easily? I'm in charge now. Do you want to play my game or not?"

"What game? How do I get 'Lucky' back?" Emily asked, gripping her phone tightly behind her back.

Sophia lifted her chin. "It's simple. There are 20 guys here. Kiss each one of them, and I'll give you 'Lucky' right away. Deal?"

Emily's expression changed. "Sophia, do you even hear yourself? I might be willing to kiss them, but do they dare to kiss me?"

Emily glanced around the room, then said confidently, "Do you know who I am? I'm the wife of the CEO of the Smith Group. Who dares to kiss me?"

went pale. Everyone knew the Smith Group, and they were all smart enough not to mess with Michael's wife. Even if Sophia was Michael's mistress, they could only try to please her, let alone his wife. Emily saw the men who had been eyeing her lewdly all lower their heads. "Sophia, do you think they still want

clenched her fists, glaring at

Michael is still my husband. And you, you're still the mistress who can't show her face, just like

with rage,

she always had. Sophia could never hide her

this bottle of red wine. If you want your thing back, you have to pay a price. Besides, this was a gift from Michael to me. Whether I give it

couldn't drink the wine because of the baby she was carrying, and kissing those male models was out of the question. Kneeling before Sophia? Not a

I'll tell Michael about tonight? Don't forget, I'm still his wife. Aren't you afraid he'll find out what you did

Emily hesitate for a moment. Sophia glared at her. "Do you really think

do you think Michael would think if he saw

'Lucky' today, consider my

suddenly smirked. "I just realized playing fair

phone, showing the recording interface. She had been recording since she walked in, just

face froze, then she said, "Do you think Michael will believe

lunged for Emily's phone, but Emily outpaced her as she stepped back and held her phone up and out of Sophia's reach. "Didn't you say Michael wouldn't believe me? Why are you

continued, "Give me 'Lucky,' and I'll delete the recording right

like she wanted to kill

"Will you give it or not? If not, I'll send it to Michael