The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

The media always had a unified response: they captured exactly what they saw.

"Emily, don't stress, there are always other ways."

With that, Penelope pulled up the news article on her phone again and handed it to Emily.

Emily took the phone, carefully browsing through each photo and description, trying to find any clues.

She finally spotted a familiar figure in one of the photos. "Her again?"

Penelope asked. "Who is it?"

Emily's eyelids trembled slightly, her brows furrowed, her voice low and tinged with a hint of coldness. "Sophia, my sister.

"Your sister, oh, I get it, your half-sister! How could she? Could it be..." Penelope's hesitation said it all.

Emily's fingers trembled slightly, a complex mix of emotions surging in her heart. Could this be Sophia's way of getting back at her?

A trap she deliberately set?

But why target Michael?

Sophia had genuinely loved him once!

Emily's mind was filled with doubts as she recalled Sophia's past words and actions, then thought of her and Dean.

Soon, a flash of insight hit Emily, and she found Dean's blurry figure in the report.

Sure enough, it was the two of them!

"Penelope, this morning's meeting..."

"You don't need to attend, Emily. I know Michael is the father of your child, you should do something for him."

Emily nodded, grateful for Penelope's understanding.

She stood up, and under Penelope's instructions, took one of the company's Audi A6s to Archibald's house.

Taking a deep breath, she made a silent vow to uncover the truth and clear Michael's

name.

As the scenery outside the car window flew by, Emily's heart grew heavier.

She recalled her moments with Michael.

Those warm and cold memories surged like a tide, strengthening her resolve to uncover the truth.

Not for anything else, not for Michael's gratitude.noveldrama

Emily believed he shouldn't be entangled in such slander.

The Smith Group, Veda, Mason shouldn't have to pay for their grudges.

She was involved, so she had to step up.

Even if Michael never knew, she would bear what she should.

Emily knocked on Archibald's door, greeted by a woman in her forties.

She seemed to be the housekeeper.

Archibald lived alone, yet had a housekeeper, which surprised Emily.

It was her first visit; she only knew Archibald's address from casual conversation.

The housekeeper, Kassy Perez, looked at Emily curiously, and Emily politely explained her visit.

"Hi, I'm Emily Brown. I'm here to see Mr. Lancaster. Is he home?"

Emily? Kassy seemed to have heard that name before.

Maybe from Archibald and Celeste's chats? Or Archibald and Dean's arguments?

Regardless, Kassy politely invited her in, silently speculating about Emily's relationship with Archibald.

"Mr. Lancaster went out to buy something. He wanted some chicken soup this morning, but I'm from Skyview City! I don't know how to make those bland dishes!"

"But Mr. Lancaster called me earlier, saying there's no chicken soup available outside at this hour, so he asked me to make something simple for him to eat when he gets back! So, Miss Brown, please have a seat, I'll be back shortly!"

Kassy scratched her head, a bit embarrassed.

Emily looked at her, noticing her slightly plump figure and honest, kind smile.

Kassy's simplicity warmed Emily's heart, and she smiled in return.

"Do you have ingredients at home?"

"What?" Kassy didn't understand why Emily asked that.

Emily stood up, her noticeably pregnant belly quite prominent.

Kassy glanced at it occasionally, already having some guesses but not voicing them.

Emily explained softly, "Mr. Lancaster and I are friends. Don't worry, I just want to help him make some chicken soup. And I have something to ask him.

"Don't worry, I cook often at home despite being pregnant. You can help me. And maybe you can learn to make it for Mr. Lancaster in the future."

Emily was truly kind, beautiful, and down-to-earth, without any airs of wealth. Kassy nodded, a hint of admiration in her eyes, and led Emily to the kitchen. "Miss Brown, watch your step."

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After about ten minutes, the aroma of chicken soup filled the air. Emily skillfully stirred the chicken in the pot.

Kassy praised, ;"Miss Brown, you're really talented."

Emily smiled, but her mind was clearly elsewhere.

She was preoccupied with thoughts of Michael.

But worrying wouldn't help. Emily knew her own strength was limited, and she didn't want to confront Michael directly. Since this involved Dean and Sophia, Archibald was the best lead.

With that in mind, Emily's eyelids trembled. She took a deep breath, hiding her thoughts, and continued gently stirring the soup. Soon, Archibald returned.

Archibald was, of course, surprised to see Emily, whom he had been thinking about day and night, at his home.

He stood at the door, stunned, until Kassy's reminder brought him back to reality.

"Mr. Lancaster, you're back! Miss Brown is here! She heard you wanted chicken soup

and decided to cook it herself! She even kindly taught me how to make it!"

"I've learned it now! Mr. Lancaster, you'll never have to worry about not having chicken soup again!"

Kassy took Archibald's coat and went to the entryway to tidy up.

The kitchen was left with just Archibald and Emily. Archibald still looked at Emily in disbelief.

Emily noticed and smiled slightly. "What? Don't recognize me?"

Archibald snapped out of it and shook his head. "I just didn't expect you to come in person." Archibald's words made Emily laugh. Emily asked curiously, "What do you mean by 'in person'?"

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Archibald quickly explained.

"I didn't mean it that way. I just meant..." He trailed off, scratching his head

awkwardly. "I just didn't expect you to show up suddenly. It's a pleasant surprise."

It felt like a spring breeze bringing life to a withered tree-a reward for his silent efforts.