The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 155 She Is My Wife

"Of course, it's me!"

"Me! I was the first one here after Mr. Anderson. This kind of opportunity should obviously go to me!"

"You all want to rub elbows with the upper class? How do you expect to chat with Mr. Smith without some culture?"

"Are you implying we're uncultured and just a bunch of country bumpkins?"

"Hey, you said it, not me. If anyone should go, it's gotta be me. I'm the most educated one here!"

"And how do you know you're the most educated? There's still a new person standing here!"

As they bickered, their eyes landed on Emily.

Emily, of course, wasn't about to fight over this, so she quickly stepped aside and fibbed, "Relax, I'm not as educated as you all, and I don't want to chat with him. You guys go ahead."

With a few fake smiles, Emily picked up her phone and texted Andrew: [Mr. Anderson, is there a spot for me in the secretary's office?]

Seeing it was a message from Emily, Andrew replied instantly: [Of course there is! Mrs. Smith, you can sit wherever you like. If there's really no space, you can take my spot for now. Thank you, Mrs. Smith.]

They were about to get married, and there wasn't a single photo of his girlfriend on the desk. All the photos were of himself at various events

of a feather flocked

of who would chat with Michael

Emily, was the most senior in the secretary's office after Andrew. Naturally, she had the first opportunity to interact

the secretary's office, Emily felt a wave of disdain. She then composed

Laura, this woman was slightly less imposing. In front of Emily, she tried to maintain a facade of calm. But she spoke clearly

but they wasted their talents gossiping in the secretary's office all day.

keep this up, I'll call Mr. Anderson. Do you think you can rule the secretary's office with your looks? Dream on!" Emily retorted, "First, I never said

take it up with the CEO's office." "Third, I'm sitting

Smith Corporation and assist Mr. Smith, instead of bickering and showing off." As she spoke, Emily gave the woman in front

was pretty embarrassing for Smith Corporation. "New girl, what kind of look is that?" Nola noticed Emily's unfriendly

icy. Her eyes were like daggers, piercing into Nola's gaze. Nola

I have a name. It's Emily

"Emily Brown?"

that name sound so

it seems like I've heard it

sounded, the

walked in, one with