The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Mark slipped out the bar's back door.

The night was pitch black, and the streets were eerily quiet.

His steps were heavy, his mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts.

Dean's plan felt like a ticking time bomb, ready to blow at any moment.

Mark knew that once he got involved in this mess, it would be nearly impossible to get

out. Dean was ruthless, but also impulsive and mentally weak. If things went south, Mark might end up taking the fall.

Dean had the Lancaster family to back him up, and he could always escape to Everglade City if things got too hot.

But what about Mark?

He had spent his whole life in Emerald City. Where could he possibly run to?

Mark took a deep breath, trying to figure out his next move.

Suddenly, a light flashed behind him, followed by the blare of a car horn. He jumped like a frightened cat and quickly turned around, only to see a black sedan slowly passing by. Through the window, he could make out two stern faces.

It was Michael and Patrick!

Their gazes pierced through the night, straight into Mark's heart.

Mark's heart tightened, and he quickly turned away, trying to hide his panic and pretend he hadn't seen them.

But Patrick wasn't about to let him off the hook.

The car stopped next to Mark, and Patrick opened the door, his voice cold.

"Long time no see, Mark."

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Seeing his nervous expression, Michael and Patrick exchanged glances, sensing something was off.

"Mark, why don't you hop in? It's been a while since we had a drink together, hasn't it?"

Patrick's invitation sounded friendly, but Mark knew better. He couldn't refuse, especially with Michael in the car.

As he had thought earlier in front of Dean, Michael was a big shot in Emerald City, someone he couldn't afford to cross.

Reluctantly, Mark nodded and forced a smile before getting into the car.

The atmosphere inside was tense. Michael's gaze was sharp, like an eagle's, fixed on Mark.

Patrick sat beside him, smirking, and then started mocking him.noveldrama

"Mark, I never thought you'd set me up with that drink last time! You've got connections with the Lancaster family now, so I wouldn't dare mess with you!"

Mark shivered at Patrick's words and quickly apologized. "Patrick, it was all a misunderstanding. I... I didn't mean to..."

Before Mark could finish, Patrick cut him off with a cold snort. "Enough, Mark. The Sophia case is closed. Stop pretending with me! Wasn't it you who lured me into that drink? Got Michael caught up with Sophia and Dean?

"And Dean's already out of the police station, isn't he? You know about that, right?" Patrick deliberately mentioned Dean, and Mark's face turned even paler. Throughout this, Michael remained silent, his eyes warning Mark not to try any tricks.

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Mark, highly sensitive now, couldn't miss Michael's hostile gaze.

He trembled, swallowed hard, and couldn't utter a word.

Michael and Patrick didn't need to ask more; they knew Dean had called Mark to the bar for some shady business.

Patrick had one goal tonight: to get Mark to spill the beans.

Meanwhile, Emily was putting her child to sleep while the nanny quietly tidied up. Suddenly, Lexine entered the room.

"Ms. Brown, someone is here to see you."

Emily frowned, a sense of unease washing over her.

Her heart tightened, but she remained calm and asked softly, "Who is it? Did you ask?"

Lexine's expression remained unchanged, her response steady. "It's a woman. She says... she's your cousin."

Cousin?

After instructing the nanny, Emily gently patted her sleeping child and then went downstairs.

Sure enough, with just a glance, she saw Alice sitting on the couch, looking exhausted. Seeing Emily come down, Alice stood up, her mouth opening as if she had been preparing for this moment. Finally, she managed to say, "Emily."

Emily didn't want any ties with the Ward family. Any involvement would bring back memories of her mother's death.

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Her response to Alice was calm and indifferent.

Alice sat down, silent for a moment, before finally speaking, her voice trembling. "Emily, I know you don't want to see me, and I don't deserve to be your sister. But I have something to ask of you today. Please, don't refuse me."

Emily hadn't wanted to see Alice, but the Ward family's troubles were well-known, and she had heard some of it. She felt a bit of sympathy. At least in this matter, Alice was innocent.

But now, with Alice pleading, Emily was at a loss. She didn't want to get involved in the Ward family's affairs, and Alice coming so late must be about them.

Sure enough, seeing Emily's silence, Alice bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. She spoke slowly, her words filled with sorrow.

"Emily, I came to tell you that Grandpa's health is very bad. He wants to see you! He begs you to see him. The Ward family is falling apart. Please, do a good deed and help

us..."

By the end, Alice was almost in tears.

Emily's heart trembled at the news. Leo's health was failing? Was it because of his son's death?

Alice continued, "With both Aunt and Father gone, the Ward family is in chaos. Luna caused a huge scandal recently, getting pregnant before marriage, and the house is in turmoil! Grandpa had a big fight with her and ended up in the hospital.

"I rushed back from abroad and went straight to the hospital. Grandpa didn't say much, just that he wanted to see you!"

Alice was so emotional that she sat on the floor, begging Emily.

Emily's conflict with the Ward family and her sympathy for Alice intertwined. She helped Alice up, unsure of what to do next.

"No! I won't get up unless you agree!"

"What are you doing?" Emily frowned, feeling a surge of anger. Was Alice trying to guilt-trip her?