Chapter 173 The Cheating Scandal

Luckily, Emily had the foresight to grab a bite at Bryan's place, so she was feeling pretty good and the baby was safe.

But man, that fancy dress and those ill-fitting heels were killing her.

She ducked into a new mall, picked up some comfy work clothes, and swapped those heels for some flats. Then she hit up a makeup store for a quick touch-up.

In no time, she was back to her usual energetic self. But inside, she felt like a zombie, barely hanging on, just trying to find a decent café in the warm mall.

As she walked, she kept replaying Michael's words to Bryan, "I already have someone I like."

Who could Michael be into?

Emily knew Bryan had it wrong; Michael never liked Alice. She'd seen the look of love before, and Michael didn't have it for Alice.

But she had seen that look when Michael looked at Sophia.

So, Michael must've meant Sophia..

It definitely wasn't her, and it never would be.

Emily and Sophia were never on the same level from the start.

She was always the one destined to get hurt.

"Miss, what would you like?" The waiter's question snapped Emily out of her thoughts. She opened the menu and saw that even a simple coffee was $8. She frowned, thinking, was this still Emerald City?

prices get so crazy

like this, and she just didn't know because Michael had kept her

was a shock to

even blink. They'd probably think an $8 coffee was cheap; $20 or $60 would be

world

Michael and

but she was also a bit lost, not knowing

order?" The waiter's question brought her back again, and she pointed to the

this, and a plain bagel, please," Emily said, handing back the menu. Her

mall alone,

coffee woke her up, and a bagel filled her

She felt recharged.

grabbed a cab to

did she know, an exciting adventure

I want him to see the kind of people he's hiring! All you do is seduce other people's husbands. Is this Smith Corporation or a brothel?" As soon as Emily stepped out of the elevator, she heard the commotion. She couldn't stand someone causing such a scene at Smith Corporation; it

walked straight over and pushed her

storm. She had an expensive bag, was well-groomed, and

her. "Hello, ma'am, do you have an appointment? Without

about

dealing with women like this and didn't know

out of hand, she worried the

didn't want to risk harming her baby, so calling

What, is your president made of gold? Without an appointment, I can't see him? I insist on

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