The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 505 Scarlett Again

Abigail had the day off, and it was a beautiful, cloudless day.

Emily changed into a simple white dress, tidied herself up, and used a shark clip to pin up her hair. She grabbed a small Chanel chain bag and walked out of her room at a

slow, steady pace.

Abigail had already pulled the car up to the front door and got out to greet Emily with

care.

"Why does Mr. Smith insist on seeing you today? He knows you're not in the best condition to be moving around. Doesn't he care about his grandchild's safety?" Abigail disapproved of Mason's actions.

After all, he was a patient, and Emily was pregnant. If anything happened, the Smith family would surely blame Emily without a second thought. They couldn't afford such trouble.

But seeing Emily's determination, Abigail had no choice but to accompany her. "Don't worry, I've seen their tricks before. This time, I won't leave your side. I'll make sure no one gets close to you or Harry. Godmother will protect him!"

Emily gently patted Abigail's hand and smiled. "Grandpa is just concerned about me. Maybe..."

After a moment of hesitation, Emily's expression turned serious. "Maybe he has something important to tell me."

door, helping Emily in carefully before getting into the

warming Emily's face. She squinted slightly,

the Smith Mansion. To her, it was a cold, deceitful place, almost like hell.

returning for Mason, but memories

under house arrest. Mason, who valued the Smith family's reputation, wouldn't let Scarlett and

the mansion. She was dressed in luxurious loungewear, with flawless makeup, holding a cup of coffee, and sitting

her coffee cup on the high-end wooden coffee table and let out

saying

this, Emily chose not to confront Scarlett directly. She smiled faintly

she wouldn't

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go ahead, I'll be right here! Let's see who dares to mess with you in front of

had a

knew Emily and Abigail were talking about her. But her current position

the butler's authority was now in Benjamin's hands, not hers. Mason had also

sipped her coffee, crossing her legs, trying

deliberately lifting and setting it down heavily, causing some to spill. She stared back

gentle as Emily and seemed tough to deal with. But this was the Smith family; who was she afraid of? Emily was

cold smile, setting her coffee cup down gracefully. When