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.

snuggled back into the covers, enjoying her sweet,

all. He just saw how tired Emily was and lied on

so early on her first day would be too much. He figured she should ease

fell asleep, Michael quietly walked over and smiled

was thinking was like a foggy mountain peak after a

left, Emily finally got

and she didn't have

shove a piece of crab stick cheese toast into

she quickly washed up and rushed to Smith Corporation to

secretary, so she had to be

the rules. Now that she was late, she had to get there as fast

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

wouldn't she bring her flirty daughter along? Clearly, Evelyn was here to

Emily knew she couldn't just ignore her. That would make

mother of the future mistress of Emerald Lake Manor. I come and go as I please.

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

thing Ava made her eat that toast before leaving. Otherwise, she wouldn't have the energy

"Well, enjoy your

said, "Hey,

face full of arrogance. "You haven't told

trying to take the

the new villa of

Emily looked at

patent leather shoes, making

This infuriated Evelyn.

and crying, Evelyn, feeling a surge of maternal protectiveness, slapped Emily