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The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 156
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Chapter 156 Sophia's Suicide At Smith Corporation, ticking off Emily was like ticking off Michael, especially for Nola, who was dressed totally inappropriately today.

On top of that, her rude behavior towards Emily got her the worst scolding from Michael. He punished her harshly, docking five months' bonus, and even made her write Emily's nfive hundred times as punishment. Though that last punishment sounded pretty ridiculous, before Emily could stop him, Michael had already dragged her out of the secretary's office. They took the elevator down to the lobby. Emily snapped, "Michael, let go of me!" Michael thought standing up for Emily would earn him spoints. But nope, she still had that attitude. Out of all the women in Emerald City, she was the hardest to please! Michael asked, "What are you doing now?" Emily shot back, "I should be asking you what you're doing!" Michael replied, "What did I even do?" Emily said, "Enough! I don't have tfor this. I'm going back upstairs!" With that, Emily shook him off and headed back upstairs. She was here to work, not to flirt with Michael or compete with other women. Her goal was to help Michael with the documents and revitalize Smith Corporation. Michael called after her, "Emily, are you going to ignore my good intentions again? Do you even know what tit is? No matter how hard you work, you still need to eat, right? Or do you want the reporters hiding around to catch us arguing and post it online to create more trouble?" Michael's words hit home. Emily fell silent and let Michael pull her outside.

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She could hear him muttering as they walked, "This world is so unfair. Men always have to appease women. Whether they're wrong or not, it's always the man's fault. Women just get angry and need to be appeased, it's simply..." Before he could finish, Emily interrupted with a frown, "Simply what? Are you going to eat or not?" Michael replied, "Of course, eat!" Michael didn't know when he started caring so much about Emily's thoughts and every word she said. Her words were like orders, directing him and arranging everything. He wanted to understand his own feelings, so he tried to spend as much twith Emily as possible.

But to Emily, the so-called punishing employees and eating together were just acts for the media, all for the future of Smith Corporation and Michael's reputation. She had swallowed all kinds of grievances for Michael over the past three years. Even though they were on the verge of divorce, she still had to consider Smith Corporation and Mason, continuing to play along with Michael until she was covered in scars, beyond repair...

"What do you want to eat?" Michael asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Then, as usual, he immediately gave his opinion, "There's a new Mexican restaurant at the entrance, or we could have Spanish food, I think their..." Emily interrupted, "Mr. Smith, can't we just eat something normal? Like mashed potatoes, steak, or do you CEOs have different tastes? Why not just drink dew? After all, rich people are different from us." As soon as Emily said this, Michael frowned.

Who knew where Emily picked it up, but her skill in retorting was getting sharper. Strangely enough, he liked going along with her, letting her say whatever she wanted. If this kept up, Michael felt his situation would get more and more precarious.

Michael replied, "Fine, let's have steak, so you won't keep nagging." Thinking one thing, saying another. Michael didn't even mind his own behavior.

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Meanwhile, maybe because he was afraid of being photographed by reporters or because there were people around, Emily noticed that Michael had becmuch more patient. Not only that, but even his tone had beca bit more indulgent.

Just as the atmosphere between them eased, Michael's phone rang urgently.

Michael answered, "Hello?" When the phone rang, Emily had a bad feeling. And she was right, the call was from Evelyn, using Sophia's phone. "Mr. Smith! It's me, I'm Sophia's mother! Something terrible has happened, Sophia tried to commit suicide!" "What?" Hearing this, Michael instinctively felt shocked.

But to Emily, it seemed like concerned tension. She was also surprised, why would Sophia suddenly try to commit suicide? "What happened?" Michael continued to ask the person on the other end of the line.

But Emily already knew what the outcwould be. Whether Sophia's suicide was real or fake, Evelyn would definitely play the victim, asking Michael to visit Sophia in the hospital.

By then, forget about lunch; she probably wouldn't see Michael for the rest of the day. Emily knew every trick of this mother-daughter duo. She was absolutely confident in her prediction.

Sure enough, she could hear Evelyn on the other end of the line continuously playing the victim, even though Michael didn't have the speaker on, Emily could roughly hear it.