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.

gaze turned fierce. "Spit it out, Benjamin. When

odd. She usually doesn't care 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 Mrs. Emily Smith back. Like you, I found it strange. Last night, Mrs. Scarlett Smith asked Ms. Smith to cook for you, but I had

laugh, seeing Benjamin's realization. He tossed

She could've been more careful, and left no trace, but she got sloppy and exposed herself, giving me a chance to

strategy. "To throw her off, you stirred up trouble in the Smith family, then pretended to step back and

sighed and looked out

gradually darkening. Another day had passed. The Smith family's old

at Emerald Lake Manor, as if a big event was happening. Abigail was

don't

well, and

30% off

for a while and seeing the movers unmoved, Abigail gave up

as the dignified Mrs. Smith of the Smith family, the CEO's wife, you have so few things? I even

short reply from Emily: [I'll

smiled, satisfied, and closed her

came from behind, the same

is Mrs. Smith really moving

and loaded it onto the truck. Do you think I'm playing?" The woman looked like a servant, probably Ava,