The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Chapter 145 Sisters' Competition Bryan's mom really had an eye for detail. Emily was now even more convinced that she wasn't just sordinary woman who married into a rich family.

Maybe her family was already pretty high up there, and marrying into the Watson family was just a power move...

From the moment she walked from the audience to the stage, Emily had already pictured a grand wedding in her head.

Following Bryan's mom onto the stage, she got a closer look at the jewelry.

For a second, Emily was even more blown away.

Not only were they beautifully made, but the designs were also super unique. Every detail screamed elegance and luxury, shining with a captivating glow, and every bit showed off the artisans' skill and craftsmanship. "Mrs. Watson..." Emily started to address Bryan's mom by Bryan's last name. After all, Mabel had just introduced her as Bryan's mom.

But then Emily thought, even though she was married, Bryan's mom had been a big deal in her field for years. She deserved to be known by her own name.

Emily said, "Excuse me, your nis..." Maybe it was mutual respect, but Bryan's mom quickly got what Emily meant. She smiled, her eyes full of appreciation.

In that smile, there was also a clear sense of hope and expectation for the younger generation.

Bryan's mom said, "My nis Penelope Blair." Emily asked, "Ms. Blair, did you design and create all these yourself?" Penelope nodded and continued, "Of course, do you like them?" Emily replied, "I love them. Your jewelry designs are so unique, adding endless charm to the wearer. They're definitely going to be bestsellers and will fly off the shelves." Emily wasn't exaggerating; Penelope was actually a famous designer overseas. The kind of designer whose nalone would make people gasp. But Penelope wanted to keep things low-key, so she didn't spell this out for Emily. Lately, she had been following Bryan back to the country and was slowly thinking about expanding her business here.

Today's jewelry exhibition at Mabel's birthday party wasn't just about making money.

For people like them in high society, making money was just one part; expanding the market was the main goal. "Emily, you're too kind. By the way, what do you do for a living?" Penelope had just asked Emily when a voice chimed in from behind.

"Mrs. Watson, my sister doesn't work. She's a housewife. But I'm different. I also love your jewelry, and I work as the head of the art department at Smith Corporation. I'm sure we would have a lot to talk about." The two turned to see Sophia walking towards them gracefully. She flashed a sweet smile at Penelope. Compared to the reserved and slow-to-warm-up Emily, Sophia was definitely more approachable and natural. "Is that so?" Penelope asked.

Penelope looked at the two young women in front of her, then glanced at Michael, who was listening to Mabel's speech while looking over with a worried expression. She suddenly found the whole situation more interesting. In the world of the rich, love was a tricky thing. No one could ever really explain it. The odds of finding true love were probably one percent. Especially in a scene like this, where two women were fighting over one guy. Most of the time, it ended in disaster for both. Penelope had been through this herself when she was younger. She cout on top and proved that the Watson family made the right choice by picking her. Looking at these two rivals in love, Penelope, with all her experience, knew she could change the gwith just a small move.

Penelope said, "Why don't you both take a look? One as a hobby, the other professionally. You can givedifferent opinions, and we can discuss, learn from each other, and improve together." Compared to Michael's mom, Scarlett, Emily now saw what a real lady of a wealthy family looked like.

Penelope wasn't just elegant and poised; her words were flawless, showing she was the true mistress of a prestigious family.

Emily didn't want to becsomeone like that. After all, she and Michael were about to get divorced. Their current affection was just a show. Once this period was over, it would all be gone.

What Emily wanted now was to be like Penelope. To be a woman who could handle everything at hand be strong and independent outside.

Penelope led them to a diamond ring and stopped. She turned her head, her gaze suddenly fixed on the diamond ring on Emily's hand. "I noticed your ring when I first saw you. This is the Smith family's heirloom ring. I saw Michael's grandmother wear it, right?" Hearing this, Sophia immediately lost her cool. Her cheerful expression froze, and she looked at Emily fiddling with the ring, consumed with jealousy.

She was supposed to marry into the Smith family! Why did they give the ring to Emily so quickly It couldn't have been Michael's doing. Even if Mason made the decision, Michael must have seen it by now. Did he approve of the ring's new owner?

"Yes, Ms. Blair, you have a keen eye." Emily smiled at Penelope, completely ignoring Sophia standing beside her. As for Sophia's sour expression, she couldn't care less. Whatever, she was Michael's rightful wife here. With different thoughts in their minds, they heard Penelope ask again, "Con, here's another diamond ring. Tellyour thoughts on it!" Sophia originally wanted to mock Emily for not having a job. But she didn't expect Penelope to be so sharp, using the jewelry on stage to test them.

Seeing this, Sophia wanted to back out of the competition. She wasn't a pro in jewelry. Besides, even though she was the head of the art department, her skills were just so-so.

She only got the position because of Michael. Competing in front of a pro like Penelope would be like showing off in front of an expert.

But despite her lack of confidence, Sophia still felt superior to Emily! m After all, she was the head of the art department! Emily, a housewife kept at hby Michael, what could she possibly know?