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.

into the covers,

He just saw

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

fell asleep, Michael quietly walked over

peak after

hours after Michael left, Emily

then, it was almost noon, and she didn't have time to

had to convince her to shove a piece of crab

quickly washed up and rushed to

to be Michael's secretary, so she had to be

said she wouldn't rely on connections, so she had to play by the rules. Now

as soon as Emily stepped out the door, she ran into the last person she wanted to see:

right? Why wouldn't she bring her flirty daughter along? Clearly, Evelyn was here to see

mode, Emily knew she couldn't just ignore her. That

you bitch, what a tone! Asking me what I'm doing here? I'm the mother of the future

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

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

your tour. I'm outta

"Hey, no

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

was trying to take the

and replied, "When your daughter takes my place, then you can ask why I'm here. Take a good look at Emerald Lake Manor, the new villa of

Emily looked at Evelyn with

patent leather

This infuriated Evelyn.

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