The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 279

Chapter 279 Midnight Discussion

"Alright, what would you like to drink?" The waiter quickly withdrew his curious gaze and respectfully asked Michael.

"Long Island Iced Tea, and milk." Michael said.

A strong drink and a glass of...

The waiter was momentarily stunned, realizing that Michael's orders were becoming increasingly peculiar.

"Did you hear me?" Michael impatiently raised his eyes, waiting for the waiter's affirmative response.

"Yes, please wait a moment." Before leaving, the waiter couldn't help but glance at Emily again.

Emily was staring at Michael with an indescribable expression. After the waiter left, Emily slowly spoke. "You... remember I can't drink alcohol?"

Michael lazily lifted his eyelids, just pulling out a cigarette from the pack, but suddenly thought of something, paused, and put the pack back in his pocket. "You're taking stomach medicine, I'm not Roger, forcing you to drink."

Mentioning Roger again, Emily smiled helplessly.

It seemed both of them knew well that while they had fought back and vented their anger with great satisfaction in this tough battle, it would come with a price.

But before everything fell apart, why not enjoy a bit of freedom, escape a little, and have some fun?

So, even though Emily couldn't drink, she still came to the bar with Michael. She thought Michael had forgotten she couldn't drink and was ready to explain again, but to her surprise, he actually remembered.

women gathered behind

the regular, and some were even his old friends. But as for Emily, they had only heard rumors. They heard Emily was a housewife married into the Smith family, always looking haggard, cleaning the house

Michael and her sister had an affair with him. They also heard Emily wasn't a stunning beauty who could captivate a man's heart, but rather an ugly woman

they realized some rumors

say Emily was beautiful was an understatement. Not only did she match Michael perfectly, but her tall, radiant figure and face were

blue jeans, and white low-heeled shoes, but with that stunning face, she was

you think Mrs. Smith is

and

the housewife part is true, but looking like a fifty-year-old woman... I think she looks more like a fifteen-year-old

a while, she managed all the business and projects of Smith Corporation alone. Honestly, she's no different from a vice

"What?"

to the source of

carefully wiping a bottle of liquor. Seeing everyone looking at him, he raised his eyes. "What? You just found out? Emily is a top student and

took a sip and watched Michael take a big gulp of Long Island Iced

Michael was being told what to do. He looked

feeling his gaze, lowered her eyes

from above. "I'm not a kid taking medicine, what's

indeed

and the video of Michael hitting someone was directly

as smoothly as Roger had hoped. There

thanks to Michael's prior

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