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.

the covers, enjoying her

didn't have a meeting at all. He just saw how tired Emily was and

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

quietly walked over

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

left, Emily finally got

almost noon, and

piece of crab stick cheese toast

rushed to Smith Corporation

secretary, so she had

rules. Now that she was late, she had to

she ran into

flirty daughter along? Clearly, Evelyn was here to see her and stir up trouble. Emily asked, "What are you

knew she couldn't just ignore her. That would make her look

of the future mistress of Emerald Lake Manor. I come and go as I please. Who are you to

a mistress's mom; she should write fiction. Emily sighed inwardly, her face showing a mocking

Otherwise, she wouldn't have the energy to

enjoy your

"Hey, no

take a step, Evelyn grabbed her, her face full of arrogance. "You

Evelyn was trying to take the

at Emerald Lake Manor, the new villa of the Smith family president. His current wife is named Emily. Do you know Emily? The

looked at

leather shoes, making her look down

This infuriated Evelyn.

when Sophia came home heartbroken and crying, Evelyn, feeling a surge of maternal protectiveness, slapped