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

didn't have a meeting at all. He just saw

first day would

asleep, Michael quietly walked over and smiled to

was thinking was like a foggy mountain peak after a heavy

Michael left, Emily finally got

almost noon, and she didn't have time

to convince her to shove a piece of crab stick cheese toast

washed up and rushed to Smith Corporation to report

to be Michael's secretary,

the rules. Now that she was late, she had to get there as fast as

she ran into the last person she

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

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

the future mistress

be a mistress's mom;

leaving. Otherwise,

said, "Well, enjoy your tour. I'm

said, "Hey,

take a step, Evelyn grabbed her, her face full of arrogance. "You haven't

Evelyn was trying to take the

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

Emily looked at Evelyn with

wearing high-heeled patent leather shoes, making her look down

This infuriated Evelyn.

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

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