The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 137 Mason's Orders

"Grandpa, you're still up!" Emily exclaimed.

After putting on some fresh clothes and applying her medicine, Emily followed Michael to Mason's study.

Mason was there, totally absorbed in his calligraphy, creating this serene vibe.

But Michael was about to ruin it. "Grandpa, it's super late! If you end up ruining your eyesight from practicing calligraphy, it won't be worth it!"

Emily was mortified. She wished she could sew Michael's mouth shut right then and there.

"You always make fun of me," Mason chuckled.

But Mason actually found it funny and laughed heartily at Michael's comment.

He set his pen down and motioned for Emily to join him on the sofa. "You guys cut off the internet, so I had to find something to do."

Emily, who was terrible at lying, froze for a moment.

Mason noticed her reaction but didn't say anything. Michael, however, kept playing dumb. "Cutting off the internet was for your own good, Grandpa. Fewer games mean healthier eyes! Calligraphy at least cultivates your mind. I'm all for that!" Michael plopped down opposite Emily, crossing his legs lazily and giving her a knowing look.

Emily realized how bad she was at lying and quickly smiled at Mason.

glow, and his laughter was loud and hearty. "Come on! You two think

as he looked

He just chose to

in the future, Smith Corporation will be yours and Veda's. I'm glad you can handle things now. No business is without setbacks. Overcoming this hurdle will

was pointless! Mason

marveled, Mason turned his gaze to

the sparkling diamond ring on Emily's finger, smiled, and continued. "Emily, you wanted a divorce a while ago, and I agreed. Now that you're back, I know something must have happened to the Smith family. Michael must have begged you to stay, and you couldn't bear to see the Smith family in

couldn't help but admire Mason even more. "Grandpa,

almost laughed

by old folks. What could he possibly know? He was just guessing to trick Emily! And

eyelashes casting gentle shadows on her eyelids, and her soft cherry blossom-like lips forming

usually cold eyes softened, looking at her

suddenly cut

Mason giving

got past

tomorrow. I don't feel like dealing with that crowd, so you take Emily. Jessica's back,

grew up with Michael.

"I introduced her to Jessica today. Besides,

has their own path! Bryan's always been into games. You

talked, the darker

He just muttered, "Got it," and stormed out, not even glancing