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.]

about to get married, and there wasn't a single photo of

feather flocked together,

she silently mocked this, the matter of who would chat with Michael was

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

wave of disdain. She then

Laura, this woman was slightly less imposing. In front of Emily, 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 of people

each with their own style and grace, but they wasted their talents gossiping in the secretary's office all day.

think you can rule the secretary's office with your looks? Dream on!" Emily retorted, "First, I

Andrew won't change a thing. If you have a problem with me, take it up with

to create greater benefits for Smith Corporation and assist Mr. Smith, instead of bickering and showing off." As

was a workplace, after all. But this girl, Nola Sharp, was dressed... well, let's just say her lace outfit was pretty embarrassing for

like daggers, piercing into Nola's gaze.

continued, "Fifth, I have

"Emily Brown?"

name sound

seems like I've heard it

name sounded, the door to

Laura walked in, one with head