The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 132 Making Trouble Out of Nothing

So, yeah, it was a pretty solid way to clarify the rumors to everyone. But ultimately, it was all for the sake of Mason and the Smith family.

Since they decided to put off the divorce, might as well go all the way with it. Emily had to keep telling herself that.

"Alright, fine. I'll go to Smith Corporation and be your secretary, but it's just temporary. Once I start working elsewhere, it's got nothing to do with you," Emily warned Michael. Michael popped a piece of ceviche into his mouth, chewing and raising an eyebrow. "Sure, whatever."

Emily agreed easily enough, but when it came to actually doing it, things got tricky.

She'd never really worked before; she just did some odd jobs here and there.

So, she never had to wake up early or deal with the misery of getting up in a bad mood.

You could say she was a carefree rich housewife, but only in name, not in reality.

Early in the morning, Michael got up.

He washed up, had breakfast, went for a five-mile run, came back, showered, and changed clothes.

Meanwhile, Emily was still in bed, yawning like crazy. "What time does Andrew go to work every morning?"

Michael replied, "Five o'clock."

Emily said, "Five o'clock?"

She was totally shocked.

Just as she was about to drag herself out of bed, Michael said, "I have a meeting this morning. You're not familiar with the process, so you can come in a bit later." "Then I'll sleep a bit more," Emily said.

the

all. He just saw how tired Emily was and

first day would be too much. He figured she should

Emily fell asleep, Michael quietly walked over and

peak after a heavy

left, Emily

then, it was almost noon, and she

to convince her to shove a piece of crab stick cheese toast into her

rushed to Smith Corporation to report

be Michael's secretary, so she had

she wouldn't rely on connections, so she had to play by the rules. Now that she was late, she

out the door, she ran into the last person she wanted to see: Sophia's mom,

along? Clearly, Evelyn was here to see her

to battle mode, Emily knew she couldn't just ignore her. That would make her look

doing here? I'm the mother of the future mistress of Emerald Lake Manor. I come and go as I please.

crazies. Spouting lies like it was nothing. She shouldn't be a mistress's mom; she should write fiction. Emily sighed inwardly, her face showing

her eat that toast before leaving. Otherwise, she wouldn't have the energy to deal with Evelyn

said, "Well, enjoy your tour. I'm outta

"Hey,

her, her face

trying to take

at Emerald Lake Manor, the new villa of the Smith family president. His current wife is named Emily. Do you know Emily?

Emily looked at Evelyn

she was wearing high-heeled patent leather shoes, making her look

This infuriated Evelyn.

last night when Sophia came home heartbroken and crying,