The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 134 The Appearance of the Actress

As soon as those words left his mouth, everyone went dead silent, heads down, not daring to make a peep or voice their opinions.

Now, about Michael's dad, he was the epitome of integrity and loyalty in the business world-a real stand-up guy.

A lot of folks here today had thrived thanks to his leadership, their companies growing and prospering under his watch.

But now, with the main company in hot water, all they could think about was getting out unscathed. Typical businessmen, sure, but still pretty disheartening.

Did things really have to get so intense? Was mutual destruction the only way out?

Their bickering didn't faze Michael one bit. He had no plans to be like his dad, sacrificing his own happiness for others.

With him, it was simple: either stick with Smith Corporation through thick and thin or hit the road and fend for yourself. Remove the CEO? Only over his dead body!

And what scandal? He hadn't done anything wrong, so why should he step down?

Thinking this, Michael's thick eyebrows furrowed, a cold glint flashing in his narrowed eyes.

He exchanged a look with Andrew, a half-smile playing on his lips, and addressed everyone. "I'll clear up all the online rumors in three days. If you still want to hold a shareholders' meeting to remove me, you'd better think about how you're going to explain it to me before asking for my explanation."

With that, Michael pushed the door open and walked out of the conference room, leaving the poor Andrew behind to deal with the aftermath.

The vibe in the CEO's office was pretty weird.

Emily walked in first, not expecting Jessica to ditch her team and follow her in alone. It was clear she was here to see Michael.

Emily, trying to be polite, poured Jessica some juice and asked, "Are you here to see Mr. Smith?"

even glancing at Emily, and coldly replied, "I remember Michael's assistant was

off. How many women had

he is a man. I'm

Emily felt a pang of regret. Her answer was too humble! She was Michael's wife,

back on the sofa, lazily crossing her legs like she owned the place. "Temporary?

the word "temporary," making it clear she looked down

she was all that! Just because she was famous, she could look down on people! The worst part was, she didn't treat her fans like this! Being two-faced wasn't a good look; she better watch out if she wanted a long career

but sneer

Michael

excitedly. "You're finally back! I've been waiting for

saw Jessica's chin slightly raised, her long neck like a proud

was, feeling like a thief

wife, for crying out

something, she heard Michael say, "Go make a reservation at the new restaurant downstairs." Seriously? Michael was treating her like an assistant. Looked like he was planning to have lunch with

felt a mix of emotions, like something was stuck in

there for a long time before finally speaking, her voice tinged

Emily didn't go back upstairs;

her phone was on Do Not Disturb, and her cheeks occasionally felt a burning

it only lasted a few seconds, it

eventually, her whole body felt cold,

Sophia. It wasn't because of her, nor was it because of any so-called public opinion storm. It was because Michael had a new choice,

both her and Sophia. Of course, Michael had the right to choose the better option. What pained Emily was that Michael could choose anyone and love

of this, Emily felt the sting from Evelyn's slap return. Her nose tingled, and she felt a wave of grievance that made her

calling her.

Jessica squinting her eyes, greeting her.