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

meeting at all. He just

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

Michael quietly

mountain peak after a heavy rain;

hours after Michael left, Emily

was almost noon, and

to shove a piece of crab stick cheese toast into her

she quickly washed up and rushed to Smith Corporation to report

be Michael's secretary, so she

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

the door, she ran into the last person she wanted

along? Clearly, Evelyn was here to see her and stir up trouble. Emily

couldn't just ignore

the mother of the

She shouldn't be a mistress's mom; she

her eat that toast before leaving. Otherwise, she wouldn't have the energy to deal with Evelyn

your tour. I'm outta

"Hey,

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

trying to

the new villa of the Smith family

Emily looked at Evelyn with

high-heeled patent leather shoes, making her look down

This infuriated Evelyn.

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

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