The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 97 A Deeper Scheme

"Hey, Mr. Smith," Benjamin said as he walked into the study, carrying a steaming cup of tea.

He noticed Mason standing by the window, squinting into the distance with a furrowed brow, clearly deep in thought. "Have they all left?" Mason asked.

Benjamin stepped forward, nodded, and said frankly, "Mrs. Smith is still here."

"She'll leave later," Mason predicted, his expression shifting to one of anger.

"This place doesn't feel like home anymore. Everyone's just looking out for themselves. It's a joke, a complete joke!" Mason said, his voice tinged with frustration. Mason turned to Benjamin, his face now expressionless. "How did things go?" he asked.

"I've given the orders. They'll follow Mrs. Smith later. Don't worry, Mr. Smith, these are our trusted people. There won't be any mistakes," Benjamin assured him. Benjamin hesitated, frowning.

Mason sensed he had more to say and gestured for him to continue. "I just don't get it. If you're going to such lengths to follow Mrs. Smith, why not have someone follow Ms. Smith? She just went out, dressed up in broad daylight. Who knows where she's headed?"

Mason, with a knowing look, snorted and sat down on the sofa, leaning on his cane. "Veda might be a bit arrogant and playful, but she's still one of us, a Smith. I know her well. She can't hide anything. I can tell if she's up to something just by looking at her."

"So, you think Mrs. Emily Smith's situation was caused by Mrs. Scarlett Smith?" Benjamin asked, knowing Mason's sharp instincts were rarely wrong.

"She's been acting strange lately," Mason said. "Remember, it was Scarlett who arranged to bring Emily home." "Yeah, last night..." Benjamin trailed off, struggling to find the right words.

his gentle gaze turned fierce. "Spit it out, Benjamin. When did you become

about anything. If it weren't for you secretly managing the Smith family's hidden assets after her husband passed away, who knows how much she would've squandered." Benjamin added, "That day, Mrs. Scarlett Smith suddenly wanted to bring

out a contemptuous laugh, seeing Benjamin's realization. He tossed his

her? She set up a big trap to frame me and Emily! She could've been more careful, and left no trace, but she got sloppy and exposed herself,

the Smith family, then pretended to step back and rest, making her drop her guard. That gave

Mason sighed and

The Smith family's old mansion remained shrouded in dark clouds. Mason knew

big event

careful, don't

pack them well, and I'll hire you again next

you give me a discount? Even 30% off would be good, I have

the movers unmoved, Abigail gave up and sat on the stairs, texting

the Smith family, the CEO's wife, you have so few things? I even

long after posting on Facebook, Abigail got a short reply from Emily: [I'll treat

smiled, satisfied, and closed her

came from behind, the same

is Mrs. Smith

and responded patiently. "Why don't you believe it? I've packed everything and loaded it onto the truck. Do you think I'm playing?" The woman looked like