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.

that, she snuggled back into the covers, enjoying her sweet,

have a meeting at all. He just saw how tired Emily was and lied on

early on her first day would

asleep, Michael quietly walked over and

mountain peak after a

Michael left, Emily

was almost noon, and

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

quickly washed up and rushed to Smith Corporation to report

to be Michael's secretary,

had to play by the rules. Now

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

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

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

I'm the mother of the future mistress of Emerald Lake Manor.

nothing. She shouldn't be a mistress's mom; she should write fiction. Emily sighed inwardly, her face showing a mocking

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

your tour. I'm outta

said, "Hey, no

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

was trying to take the

Take a good look at Emerald Lake Manor, the new villa of the Smith

looked at Evelyn with

patent leather shoes, making her

This infuriated Evelyn.

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