The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Isabella like this, Scarlett had never seen before.

Especially when mentioning Emily, she looked like she was about to eat someone.

She was truly startled, swallowed a few times, and then respond. "What nonsense are you talking about? Mason is still here, yet you're intimidating the entire Smith family!"

"Isabella, I'm warning you, too. Don't think the Smith family is easy to bully. Your daughter married up!"

Scarlett's panic was written all over her face, although she tried to remain calm, Isabella saw through her immediately. Isabella certainly didn't believe that what she saw in the kitchen was a figment of her imagination.

No matter how much she tried to cover it up, it was useless.

The Smith family wanted to keep the peace, but she didn't care, as long as Emily was fine.

"Yes, she married up, but now that I'm by her side, there's no need to marry up to you anymore."

With that, Isabella's expression changed for a moment. She picked up the bag on the chair beside her, turned to look at Mason, took a deep breath, and let go of the grudges in front of her.

She finally understood why Emily had been hiding her pregnancy from Michael and the Smith family.

This family was indeed unbearable.

"Today, I just wanted to let Mason know that my daughter has made up her mind to cut ties with the Smith family and divorce Michael. She would file for divorce as soon as they get back. The sooner, the better."

Mason was shocked upon hearing this.

Although he had been prepared for this moment and knew that Emily wanted to leave Michael to live her own life, Mason still felt a pang of despair. He knew the Smith family was probably beyond saving.

But hearing it from Isabella's mouth. Mason felt a moment of despair, knowing that the Smith family was probably beyond saving.

Isabella knew she was meddling in the Smith family, so she left first.

She was still concerned about Mason's safety, after all, having someone like Scarlett at home, the Smith family was bound to face disaster sooner or later.

But then she thought, if Mason himself didn't believe it, what was the use of saying more?

Instead of spending time helping the Smith family out of crisis, it was better to quickly get Emily and Michael divorced. They had money and could live well in Emerald City. Meanwhile, Scarlett, thinking she had fooled everyone, sat back at the dining table. She deliberately sat at the head of the table, picked up a fork, and started eating again. Every dish on the table was delicious. This time, no one would come to disturb her. She tasted each dish, finally fixing her gaze on the bowl of beef soup.

Suddenly, a cunning and sinister smile appeared on Scarlett's face, making people around shiver. She scooped up a spoonful, her eyes gleaming.

Scarlett's lips curled slightly, like a sharp knife, giving off a chilling feeling. Her cold eyes seemed to hide countless schemes, making people get goosebumps and feel a chill.

Suddenly, the servant helping to set the table accidentally dropped the fork on the table.

Scarlett's attention was drawn to the servant, and she immediately looked over, frowning and mercilessly scolding. "If your hand is broken, get someone else. Don't be an eyesore; useless!"

The servant quickly retreated, not daring to argue.

Scarlett then turned her gaze back to the bowl of beef soup.

She hated Isabella for ruining her plans but felt a sense of satisfaction.

At least Mason, that fool, who wanted the Smith family to appear harmonious,

wouldn't believe what Isabella said, especially since she had already drunk a whole bowl of beef soup in front of them.

But why didn't the beef soup have any effect?

It was thanks to her prior preparation.

Fearing that the drugging would be noticed, she had prepared both a drug and an antidote.

When Isabella discovered it, Scarlett quickly added the antidote while she wasn't looking.

So now the beef soup was perfectly fine, without any strange taste.

The drug packets were burned, leaving no trace.

In this way, Isabella's accusations were baseless, making her seem like the one causing trouble.

Thinking of this, Scarlett felt a surge of joy.

She continued eating, a smile forming on her lips, even humming a tune.

Her voice echoed in the Smith Mansion's dining room, while Mason was quietly

observing everything from a corner upstairs.

His expression remained unchanged, but compared to when Isabella accused Scarlett, there was more depth and sharpness. Mason knew very well what kind of person Scarlett was.

Isabella had no reason/ to frame her at this time.

Thinking of this, Mason lowered his eyes, tightly pressed his lips, and kept his gaze on Scarlett.

Suddenly, Mason gripped his cane tightly.

He had a premonition that danger was approaching, even engulfing the entire Smith family.

As the head of the Smith family, he had to find a way to deal with the trouble caused by that shrew downstairs.

But thinking of Michael and Veda, and the reputation the Smith family had built over five generations, Mason couldn't help but feel a bit soft-hearted.

On the other side, Michael and the other three were preparing to fly back the next morning.

But before that, due to the large number of people in Everglade City, they decided to stay at a hotel near the airport for the night, which was easier to book.

Just by mentioning Michael's name, they got four presidential suites on the top floor, one for each person.

Daniel didn't want to take advantage of Michael, and Michael didn't want to do Daniel any favors.

After all, they had been competing from the beginning, and even though the search journey was almost over, they hadn't stopped.

But to Veda, these two were just childish boys.

In the end, she had to drag Daniel into a room and persuade Michael, and after all the

fuss, both men accepted Veda's kindness.noveldrama

Veda was exhausted, leaning on Emily's shoulder, complaining. "Emily, now I understand-they're really just big kids!! I didn't expect to have to beg them to stay in a hotel. Is this my punishment for running away from home?"