The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

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 | 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 cwith a price.

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

So, even though Emily couldn't drink, she still cto 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.

Meanwhile, a few men and women gathered behind the bar, starting to gossip.

Most of them were Michael and Emily's peers, knew a lot about Michael, the regular, and swere 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 like a fifty-year-old woman.

They heard Emily was about to divorce 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 with connections.

Seeing her today, they realized srumors were completely unreliable.

To say Emily was beautiful was an understatement. Not only did she match Michael perfectly, but her tall, radiant

figure and face were so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at her.

Moreover, Emily was simply dressed in a white shirt, blue jeans, and white low-heeled shoes, but with that

stunning face, she was nothing short of a rare beauty.

"Do you think Mrs. Smith is like the rumors?"

"I have eyes, and she definitely isn't."

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

year-old girl!"

"She's not a housewife either. She's the senior director of JM Jewelry and Michael's executive assistant. When

Michael was hospitalized for a while, she managed all the business and projects of Smith Corporation alone.

Honestly, she's no different from a vice president." A voice cbehind.

"What?"

They turned to the source of the voice.

The owner of The Tipsy Tavern was 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 Michael's right-hand woman. You guys should

stop believing everything you read online!"

On the other side, Emily's warm milk had arrived. She took a sip and watched Michael take a big gulp of Long

Island Iced Tea, instantly frowning. "Drink less."

It was the first tMichael was being told what to do. He looked up, intrigued, and glanced at Emily.

Emily, feeling his gaze, lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

Suddenly, a voice cfrom above. "I'm not a kid taking medicine, what's there to be afraid of?"

After the banquet, Roger indeed made a big scene.

Major media outlets scrambled to report, and the video of Michael hitting someone was directly uploaded online.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as Roger had hoped. There were both criticisms and defenses of Michael

online.

This was thanks to Michael's prior instructions to Andrew.

He made sure to get the story out first and informed Isabella and Mason in advance. Originally, it was just to put

their minds at ease.

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Unexpectedly, the two families gathered late at night.

After all, seeing their child wronged, Isabella couldn't stand it, and Mason, who was always fair, had long disliked

Roger.

Considering Mason was an elder, Isabella personally visited.

To her surprise, Scarlett opened the door. Seeing her cold face, Isabella didn't have tto confront her and

simply greeted her before heading inside.

As expected, Scarlett, who always enjoyed stirring trouble, blocked her way, a hint of provocation her eyes. "Ms.

Taylor, are you sick or something? Looking for your daughter late at night? She's not here."

Seeing this, Isabella could roughly guess the grievances Emily suffered in the Smith family, mostly from this

woman.

Already angry, Scarlett had now provoked Isabella. "If you are so idle, why not check the news and see how your

son is being slandered? Do you know speople even say your son is a fool with a mother but no upbringing?"

"l an't imagine, if Michael sees such comments, will he take his anger out on you... Scarlett, do you really think

Michael doesn't know? Do you think everyone doesn't know? If | were you, I'd spend this ton my son instead

of plotting against others!" With that, Isabella snorted coldly and walked straight into the house.

When Scarlett tried to stop her, she saw Benjamin standing alone on the stairs, staring at her with a grim face.

Instantly, Scarlett knew she had lost her voice. She quickly took out her phone to check today's news.

The Ward family and the Smith family were both caught in a media storm. Although the Taylor family and the

Brown family were unaffected, Emily was still her daughter, and her nwas mentioned in the rumors. How

could Isabella not be anxious?

She rushed into Mason's study, and though she was a junior, her words were blunt. "Mason, you're a smart man,

and our families are in-laws, so I'll be straightforward. My daughter has suffered greatly with Michael. Don't think

| didn't know while | was sick and hospitalized. Emily doesn't want to stay with Michael anymore! If | didn't see

that Emily was heartbroken and unwilling to leave, how could I let her continue to suffer in your family!"