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

He just saw how tired Emily was and lied on

up so early on her first day would be too

fell asleep, Michael quietly

mountain peak after a heavy rain; he wanted

after Michael left, Emily

almost noon, and she didn't

convince her to shove a piece

rushed to Smith Corporation

to be Michael's secretary, so she had to be

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

soon as Emily stepped out the door, she ran into the last person she wanted to

bring her flirty daughter along?

just ignore her. That would make her

tone! Asking me what I'm doing here? I'm the mother of the future

like it was nothing. She shouldn't be a mistress's mom; she

that toast before leaving. Otherwise, she wouldn't have the

"Well, enjoy your tour.

"Hey,

step, Evelyn grabbed her, her face full of arrogance. "You haven't

to

replied, "When your daughter takes my place, then you can ask why I'm here. Take a good look at Emerald Lake Manor, the new

Emily looked at Evelyn

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

This infuriated Evelyn.

to last night when Sophia came home heartbroken and crying, Evelyn, feeling a surge

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