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,

meeting at all. He just saw how tired Emily was

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

quietly walked over

a foggy mountain peak after a heavy rain; he wanted to see clearly but just

left,

was almost noon, and she didn't have

convince her to shove a piece

quickly washed up and rushed to Smith Corporation to report

promised to be Michael's secretary,

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

she ran into the last person she wanted

showing up alone definitely wasn't to visit Michael, right? Why wouldn't she bring her flirty daughter along? Clearly, Evelyn was here to see her and

couldn't just ignore her.

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

be a mistress's mom; she should write fiction. Emily sighed

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

your tour.

said, "Hey, no

Evelyn grabbed her, her face full of arrogance. "You haven't told me why

trying to take

Take a good look at Emerald Lake Manor, the new villa of

looked at

leather shoes, making her look down on

This infuriated Evelyn.

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