The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 104 Transferring the VIP Card

"Mrs. Smith, why don't you just talk to Ms. Smith through the door?" Lexine suggested cautiously, standing in front of the guest room door, worried about Emily's safety.

She had worked for Veda for years and knew her temper all too well. If something ticked her off, she'd lash out, no questions asked. And everyone in the Smith family knew Veda had a special kind of hatred for Emily.

Emily got where Lexine was coming from and gave her a reassuring smile. "It's okay, Lexine. I know you're worried. Grandpa didn't send Veda back to her room because he was afraid she'd break stuff in a rage. There's only a bed in the guest room, not much to destroy. And as for fighting me, like you said, she hasn't eaten in days. She probably doesn't have the strength."

Lexine thought about it and realized Emily had a point. With no other options, she opened the door.

As soon as Emily stepped in, she was hit by a foul smell mixed with the sour stench of old food.

Veda might not be the brightest, but when she was stubborn, she was a force to be reckoned with.

She hadn't eaten or even changed out of her pajamas in days, tear stains marking her cheeks. Clearly, she wasn't crying over Scarlett but because, without her, she had no one to ask for pocket money.

Hearing the door open, Veda thought, 'Could it be Grandpa? Forget it. He only lectures me. Michael? Even less likely. He is stingy and already under Emily's spell, so how could he genuinely care about me?'

As Veda thought about it, she grew increasingly resentful of Emily. When she looked up and saw that it was indeed Emily who had dared to come see her, she became even angrier.

not even

calmly sat down

underestimated you! Now you've got what you wanted. You must be thrilled!"

felt a bit sorry for Veda-sorry that she could never control her

wanted? Did I plan all of this? Your mom almost had someone rape me. If Michael hadn't saved me,

felt a pang of embarrassment and fell silent. But then something clicked, and she looked at Emily in shock. "What

but he doesn't know. I'm telling you today, not expecting you to tell him. The child is over three months old." As she spoke about

in a few days. Don't worry, I won't be the mistress of the old Mansion for

on what she knew about Emily, she should be flaunting her power in the Smith family by now. That child

I could have everything in the Smith family, right?" Emily said, placing a hand on her

for three months now, from the initial uncontrollable nausea to getting used to it. Emily gradually felt

matter if the child would cause trouble or play around in the future, even if it made her suffer immensely, Emily was willing to accept

ten months would ultimately become

just like a game,

and the identity of the Smith family heiress," Emily said sincerely. "Not everyone is like your mom, using children as tools for making money and scheming. Those

listening. But

calling her motherless. But now? She was

money can never buy. But I'm not here to lecture you today. I know you