The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 130

Chapter 130 A Bolt from the Blue

Lunch was whipped up by Ava herself, and the table was loaded with all of Emily's favorite dishes.

Michael took one look and, even though he didn't really mind, couldn't resist giving Ava a hard time. "Ava, who signs your paycheck, me or Emily? Why do you always cater to her tastes? Aren't you forgetting who the boss is here?" Emily could tell Michael was just messing around.

She laughed along, remembering Michael's earlier hint to play nice in front of the staff. So she grabbed his bowl, ladled some soup, and smiled. "Why are you getting all jealous over me?" Michael didn't snap back, just gave Emily a loving smile.

Seeing their little lovefest, Ava got all emotional and had to sneak back to the kitchen to wipe her eyes.

With fewer people around, Emily's smile quickly vanished. She handed the half-filled bowl of soup to Michael.

Michael couldn't help but snort and mutter, "The Brown family's second daughter sure knows how to flip the switch!"

Hearing that title, Emily paused mid-bite and shot Michael a look. "Why are you calling me that? Who told you I'm the second daughter?"

Emily put extra emphasis on "second."

Michael shrugged. "Rumors."

Rumors again. These rumors were really stirring things up.

Emily couldn't figure out if Michael was genuinely clueless or just playing dumb. Didn't he know who was older between her and Sophia? "Do you even know how old I am?" Emily suddenly asked, and luckily, Michael remembered her birthday.

After a quick mental math, he said, "Twenty-five."

pressed on, "And how old is

expected a quick answer, but Michael guessed, "Twenty-six? Twenty-seven?

even more stunned. Michael didn't even

their long-standing public display of affection, men were all the same unfaithful and

the president of Smith Corporation, yet you lack basic judgment and just follow baseless rumors. How have you

that, Emily downed her

stood up and left

where she was going, she coldly replied, "To

his eyes and looked down at

again. "Why drink it? I won't drink it! Such an ungrateful

doorbell

to Ava, and swaggered to open the door himself. "What, did you forget something..." Before Michael could finish his sentence, the door opened, and it wasn't Emily standing there,

from crying, reeking of alcohol, and her makeup was

seemed she hadn't been home

so wasted?" Michael frowned, looking at her

clearly

"Michael, I'm really upset. Why didn't you answer my calls

to hug Michael. But Michael wasn't having it. He stepped aside, and Sophia

A flash

notice, she quickly

reek of alcohol. I just took a shower and have a meeting at the company later. It's

Sophia still gritted her teeth in hatred. Not just because of Michael's distance, but also because of

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