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?"

and coldly replied, "I remember Michael's assistant

a bit ticked off. How many women had Michael been flirting with

man. I'm just

a pang of regret. Her answer was too humble! She was Michael's

legs like she

dragged out the word "temporary," making it

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

but sneer and curse in her

then, Michael walked

rushed forward and hugged him excitedly.

slightly raised, her long neck like a proud white

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

wife, for crying out

and say 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

like something

speaking, her voice tinged with bitterness, her expression showing

rolled around, Emily didn't go back upstairs; she

Do Not Disturb, and her cheeks occasionally felt

lasted a few seconds, it

and eventually, her whole body felt cold, engulfed

with Sophia. It wasn't because of her, nor was it because of

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

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

while, Emily heard someone calling her.

her eyes, greeting her.