The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 132

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,

meeting at all. He just

first day would be too much. He figured she should ease

Michael quietly walked over and

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

left, Emily finally got

was almost noon, and she didn't have

her to shove a piece

washed up and rushed to Smith Corporation

to be Michael's secretary, so she had

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

she ran into the

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 stir

just ignore her.

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

shouldn't be a mistress's mom; she should write fiction. Emily sighed inwardly, her

leaving. Otherwise,

your tour. I'm outta

said, "Hey,

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

to take the

Lake Manor, the new villa of the Smith family president. His current wife

Emily looked at Evelyn

leather shoes, making her look down on

This infuriated Evelyn.

when Sophia came home heartbroken and crying, Evelyn, feeling a

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