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.

that, she snuggled back into the covers, enjoying her sweet, beautiful

a meeting at all. He just saw how tired Emily was

her get up so early on her first day would be too much. He

quietly walked over and smiled to

thinking was like a foggy mountain peak after a heavy rain; he wanted to

Michael left, Emily finally got

was almost noon, and

a piece of crab stick cheese

up and rushed to Smith Corporation to

promised to be Michael's secretary, so she

had to play by the rules. Now that she was late, she

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

definitely wasn't to visit Michael, right? Why wouldn't she bring her flirty daughter along? Clearly,

knew she couldn't just ignore her. That

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

were a family of crazies. Spouting lies like it was nothing. She shouldn't be a

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

"Well, enjoy your tour.

"Hey,

could take a step, Evelyn grabbed her, her face full of arrogance. "You haven't told me

was trying to take the upper

the new villa of the Smith family president. His

that, Emily looked

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

This infuriated Evelyn.

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