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!]

people just loved to stir up trouble, blowing things out of proportion like they were itching for his divorce to happen. When Michael saw another report about his supposed affair, he was

traced to a public internet café. We went there right away but haven't found anything useful so far. So, we're at a disadvantage now. Finding the mastermind is like looking

not, find them," Michael

chair, giving orders. "The video is fake. I can control myself. I didn't sleep with Sophia. They don't need to use this to smear me. Contact the relevant departments immediately and issue another PR statement.

Andrew nodded in agreement.

the shareholders of Smith Corporation, except for the Smith family members, gathered

"Let's see what tricks

around for decades. If not, they were

had a say in front of anyone at Smith Corporation, even in front of Mason, but not in front 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,

eyes were fixed ahead as he sat in the swivel chair, legs crossed, fingers gently tapping the desk. Those hands, which had impatiently signed countless contracts, now seemed to have all

you all need something from me?" Michael asked, breaking the

the video circulating online?" one of the shareholders

was about that. Why else would they show up

I pretend not to know? Didn't you all come because of

wasn't the protagonist. Combined with his nonchalant demeanor,

been running Smith Corporation for years. You should know that while you strictly demand others, you must also strictly demand yourself. But look at what you've done," one person questioned, and the rest followed suit.

enough, in no 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 a

know your words are harsh, you can choose not to speak," Michael retorted, growing impatient. His eyebrows raised slightly, his deep eyes narrowing.