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.

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

all. He just saw how tired Emily

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

asleep, Michael quietly walked over

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

hours after Michael left, Emily

almost noon, and

shove a piece of crab stick cheese toast into her

she quickly washed up and rushed to Smith Corporation to

Michael's secretary, so she had to be

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

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

visit Michael, right? Why wouldn't she bring her flirty daughter along? Clearly, Evelyn was here to see her and stir up trouble. Emily

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

I'm doing here? I'm the mother of the future mistress of Emerald Lake Manor. I come and go as I please. Who are you

a mistress's mom; she should write fiction.

toast before leaving. Otherwise, she

your tour. I'm outta

"Hey,

her, her face full of

was trying to

why I'm here. Take a good look at Emerald Lake Manor, the new villa of the Smith family president. His current wife is named

looked at Evelyn with

patent leather shoes, making her look

This infuriated Evelyn.

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