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?"

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

How many women had Michael been flirting

man. I'm just a temporary assistant,"

pang of regret. Her answer was too

like she owned the place. "Temporary? Where's Mr. Smith? When's

word "temporary," making it clear

worst part was, she didn't treat her fans like this! Being

sneer and curse in her

Michael walked

him, rushed forward and hugged him excitedly. "You're finally back!

there, stunned, 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

like a thief sneaking a

wife, for

a reservation at the new restaurant

of emotions, like

time before finally speaking, her voice tinged with

rolled around, Emily didn't go back upstairs; she just sat downstairs alone,

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

only lasted a few

pain, a numbing pain, and eventually, her whole body felt cold,

that moment, Emily finally understood. Evelyn had said Michael was going to break up with Sophia. It wasn't because of her, nor

Michael had the right to choose the better option. What pained

slap return. Her nose tingled, and

calling her. It was

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