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.]

this, Emily closed her phone and sat down at Andrew's desk. But this guy was really just like his boss. They were about to get married, and there wasn't a single photo of his girlfriend on

feather

mocked this, the matter of

the woman who had first spoken to Emily, was the most senior in the secretary's office after

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

she tried to maintain a facade of calm. But she spoke clearly and logically. After a few rounds with her, Emily couldn't help but wonder, 'What kind

graduates from prestigious schools, each with their own style and grace, but they wasted their talents gossiping in

call Mr. Anderson. Do you think you can rule the secretary's office with your looks? Dream on!" Emily retorted, "First,

up with the CEO's office." "Third, I'm sitting at Andrew's desk with

working together to create greater benefits for Smith Corporation and assist Mr. Smith, instead of bickering and showing

say her lace outfit was pretty embarrassing for Smith Corporation. "New girl, what kind of

instant, Emily's expression turned icy. Her eyes were like daggers, piercing into Nola's

"Fifth, I have a name. It's

"Emily Brown?"

does that name

it seems like

murmured about how familiar Emily's name sounded,

with