The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 123 Another Wave Rises

Michael was stumped, no matter how hard he tried to figure it out. The usually confident CEO, who always had that superior vibe, looked pretty down today. Still driving Andrew's old, beat-up car, he didn't go back to the Smith Mansion or to Emerald Lake Manor, but instead returned to the Smith Corporation. From the parking lot to the top floor, as soon as the elevator doors opened, he saw Andrew waiting at the entrance.

Michael, surprised, asked lazily, "How'd you know I was coming back?"

Seeing Andrew's troubled look, Michael figured he was embarrassed about his old car. "I've already had the parking lot security take your car in for maintenance." With that, Michael reached into his pocket to return Andrew's car keys.

But Andrew, looking serious, said, "Mr. Smith, something's happened."

In the video, Michael and Sophia were acting all cozy, walking into the same room and staying there from late night until morning-a full eight hours without coming out.

A guy and a girl alone in a room? Anyone would think the worst, so no wonder the comment section was blowing up again.

[I knew the CEO of Smith Corporation was a fraud! Acting all high and mighty, but he's just a scumbag!]

[And that Sophia from the Brown family? She's no good either. They really are a perfect match!]

[Exactly, but I feel bad for Mrs. Smith. But hey, at least she'll get a chunk of the property after the divorce!]

[Yeah, a womanizer with lots of assets. We support Mrs. Smith! Let's help her get a divorce!]

were itching for his divorce to happen. When Michael saw another report about his supposed affair, he was livid. It was clear someone was pushing this narrative. "Have we figured out who was behind the last

a public internet café. We went there right away but haven't found anything useful so far. So,

not, find them,"

need to use this to smear me.

Andrew nodded in agreement.

new problem popped up. All the shareholders of Smith Corporation, except for the

and stood up. "Let's see what tricks these

around for decades. If not, they

of Michael. What he said, they must listen to. What they said, he may or may not listen to. Pushing open the conference room door, Michael walked into a room thick with tension. Everyone gradually quieted down, their eyes glued to him as he made his way to

crossed, fingers gently tapping the desk. Those hands, which had impatiently

from me?" Michael asked, breaking the

circulating

course, it was about that. Why else would

it's trending. How could I pretend not to know? Didn't

wasn't the protagonist. Combined with his nonchalant demeanor, it made everyone believe the video's authenticity even

strictly demand others, you must also strictly demand

time, the shareholders' meeting turned into a complaint session. "Yes, Mr. Smith, you're younger than us. Technically, we're your elders who can scold you

harsh, you can choose not to speak," Michael retorted, growing impatient. His eyebrows raised slightly, his deep eyes narrowing. His gaze was icy cold,