Chapter 153 The Smith Family's Unending Troubles

As soon as Emily walked in, she nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw Michael.

There he was, standing by the door with a face like someone owed him a couple million bucks.

"You scared the crap out of me! What are you doing?" Emily blurted out.

Even though she was griping at him, her eyes instinctively went to Michael's wound. It looked pretty gnarly.

When the thug was about to stab Veda, Michael had charged in like a bat out of hell, grabbed the guy, and wrestled the knife away.

Emily had caught up just in time to see the blade slice across Michael's arm, leaving a nasty gash.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her voice full of concern.

But Michael misheard her and thought she said, "Are you nuts?" He replied, "Emily, you're the one who's nuts."

Emily rolled her eyes. She didn't even bother responding; she just checked his wound to make sure it wasn't too bad, then headed back to bed, stretching her neck and taking a deep breath. Michael trailed after her. "How's Veda?"

Emily had the patience for everyone except Michael. "Why are you asking me? She's just downstairs. Go check yourself."

Michael wanted to, but Veda hadn't said a word to him the whole way back, clinging to Emily. It made Daniel furious, but Michael found it oddly satisfying.

he felt too awkward to go downstairs and bother Veda. He

tell me if she's

to get to the

righteous anger, Emily couldn't help

get so childish and unstable? They said men only acted like that around

laughed at herself for even thinking it. She was

Michael asked, clearly attuned to her

Emily decided to call it a night. There was a lot to handle at home

let's just get some sleep. By the way, I can't be your

opinion stuff we haven't dealt with yet. I can handle it.

PR issues. The Smith family had been under

at how quickly things could change. In this fast-paced world, one day, you

of breaking up, and tomorrow they could

about this, Emily let out a cold laugh. She thought of Penelope, the most stunning woman she had ever seen. No matter how the world changed or where her kids were, Penelope always had her career

to become a woman like that. She believed that one day she

it was almost one o'clock. Dragging her tired body, Emily headed to the bathroom. She didn't

divorce, they were still

Michael was already gone. His pillow was missing too. He even left a note on the bed: [I'm in the guest room, you rest

down, feeling a wave

following days, Emily hardly left the Smith Mansion. She was busy comforting Veda, taking care of

gone to Smith Corporation again. This time, they weren't there to oust the president but to lecture Michael, piling on the pressure and making his work a mess. Hearing this, Emily couldn't

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