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?"

not even glancing at Emily, and coldly replied, "I remember Michael's assistant was a

help but feel a bit ticked off. How many women had Michael been

he is a man. I'm just a temporary assistant,"

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

lazily crossing her legs like she owned the place. "Temporary? Where's Mr. Smith? When's he coming

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

was famous, she could look down on people! The worst part was,

sneer

Michael walked

seeing him, rushed forward and hugged him excitedly.

watching her. She saw Jessica's chin slightly raised, her long neck like a proud white eagle soaring in the sky, so vivid and striking, full

was, feeling like a thief sneaking a peek at someone else's

Michael's wife, for crying out

but just as she was about to straighten up and say something, she heard Michael say, "Go make a reservation at the new restaurant downstairs." Seriously? Michael

emotions, like something

time before finally speaking, her voice tinged with bitterness, her expression showing

go back upstairs;

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

lasted a few seconds, it was

a numbing pain, and eventually, her whole body

Emily finally understood. Evelyn had said Michael was going to break up with Sophia. It wasn't because of her, nor was it because of any so-called public opinion storm. It was because

the better option. What pained Emily was that Michael could choose anyone and love anyone, but he never chose

of this, Emily felt the sting from Evelyn's slap return. Her nose tingled, and she

someone calling

and saw Jessica squinting her eyes, greeting her. "What are