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.]

guy was really just like his boss. 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

of a feather flocked

matter of who would chat with

office after Andrew. Naturally, she had the first opportunity to interact with Michael, and the

She then composed herself

of Emily, she tried to maintain a facade of calm. But she spoke clearly and logically. After a

top graduates from prestigious schools, each with their own style and grace, but they

you think you can rule the secretary's office with your looks? Dream on!" Emily retorted, "First, I never said I wanted to rule the office with my

me, take it up with the CEO's office." "Third, I'm sitting at Andrew's desk with his permission. I don't need to show

Corporation and assist Mr. Smith, instead of

a workplace, after all. But this girl, Nola Sharp, was dressed... well, let's just say her lace outfit was pretty embarrassing for Smith Corporation. "New girl, what kind of look is that?" Nola noticed Emily's unfriendly gaze

daggers, piercing into Nola's gaze. Nola was startled and quickly looked

continued, "Fifth, I have a name. It's Emily

"Emily Brown?"

does that name

like I've

everyone murmured about how familiar Emily's name sounded, the door to

walked in, one with head held high, the other