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."

"And how old

"Twenty-six? Twenty-seven? She

was even more stunned. Michael didn't even

affection, men were all the

second daughter is, right? Mr. Smith, you're the president of Smith Corporation, yet you lack

downed her soup in

and left Emerald Lake Manor

asked where she was going, she coldly replied,

rolled his eyes and looked down at the half bowl of soup Emily

put it down again. "Why drink it?

the doorbell

the door himself. "What, did you forget something..." Before Michael could finish

swollen from crying, reeking of

seemed she hadn't been home all

so wasted?" Michael frowned, looking at

door frame, clearly

didn't you answer my calls last night? I missed you so much, you

Michael wasn't

what are you doing!" A flash of unrecognized malice

Michael would notice, she quickly reverted to

and felt instinctively repulsed by Sophia. "You reek of alcohol. I just took a shower and have a meeting

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

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