The CEO's Empathy Pregnancy Pains

Sophia had always seen through her parents.

When they had money, they treated her like a tool to climb higher. Now that they were broke, she was still a tool, especially to her mother, Evelyn, who had just called.

Evelyn never cared if Sophia was tired or hungry.

All she wanted was for Sophia to pick her up from the hospital, to escape its confines and become a burden on her.

Sophia couldn't be bothered to expose Evelyn's schemes, nor did she want to clean up her messes. So, she just said a few half-hearted words about picking Evelyn up from the hospital.

That was a problem for later.

Sophia leaned against the stone wall in the hallway, watching the dazzling lights and colors that made her dizzy. Her gaze gradually fixed on one spot, growing colder and more ruthless.

She needed to take care of her own priorities first, sort out the people who stood in her way, and eliminate those who posed a threat...

The sky was beginning to lighten.

Dean and his group stumbled out of the club.

Just as someone suggested they move to another spot to keep the party going, Dean looked ahead and his face changed. Seeing the person approaching, Sophia quickly stepped back, hiding herself in the crowd.

"Archibald?" Dean called out, the drunken haze instantly clearing from his mind.

Dean was somewhat afraid of Archibald.

Especially after disappearing for a day and now seeing Archibald in front of his friends, Dean felt uneasy, frozen in place, unsure of what to expect next.

"So you are here."

After dinner, Archibald had thoughtfully taken Emily home.

Then he went home to change into casual clothes and used his phone's GPS to find Dean's location. Seeing it was another club, Archibald was displeased and hurried over.

"What's so magical about this place? Why do you always come here? Drinking so much, who's going to clean up your mess?"

Archibald emphasized the word "mess."

Hearing this, Dean trembled, not daring to speak out of turn, and quickly walked over to Archibald.

"I get it," Dean said, both annoyed and resigned.

His feelings towards Archibald were always conflicted.

Honestly, sometimes Dean was very afraid of Archibald, but he didn't want to show weakness in front of his friends, so he reluctantly bowed his head to Archibald. Archibald could see Dean's inner conflict.

He decided to let it go, giving a stern look to the unsavory characters around them, most of whom avoided his gaze.

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Sophia hid herself well in the crowd.

Archibald didn't notice her and then pulled Dean into the car.

The car's engine roared down the empty street.

"Look at Dean's brother, so arrogant!"

"Yeah, Dean looks like a scared mouse in front of him!"

Dean's friends started gossiping, but Sophia remained silent.

She watched the Mercedes speed away, a flicker of emotion in her eyes.

Suddenly, she thought of something and began to mutter to herself. "Who would've thought, Dean is already handsome, but his brother is even more stunning. Look at his style and figure; he's a rare gem!"

In the tense atmosphere of the car, Archibald suddenly sneezed a few times.

Dean noticed, pressing his tongue against his cheek, and glanced at the driver's seat, teasingly. "Did some girl kick you out last night and leave you in the cold?"

Archibald knew Dean never had anything nice to say, so he ignored him, focusing on the road and speeding up.

Dean realized he had misspoken and quickly changed the subject. "I'm just kidding. Are you catching a cold? The weather's been bad lately. I gotta say, Emerald City isn't as nice as Everglade City, with all this rain and thunder, it's annoying."

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Archibald glanced at Dean and then spoke with concern. "You're wearing so little, be careful not to catch a cold."

Dean was indeed lightly dressed. It was the rainy season, and the air was damp and chilly. He was only wearing a thin jacket with a black tank top underneath. His pants were the same thin black ones he wore when he first arrived in Emerald City.noveldrama

From this, Archibald could tell that Dean hadn't been up to much in Emerald City. His clothes hadn't changed, and he still smelled of the cologne he wore when he left Everglade City.

This realization made Archibald relax a bit. He continued to question Dean. "Why haven't you come home these past few days? If you don't like it here, why not go back to Everglade City? Is hanging out with those friends every day really that fun?"

Dean was tired of hearing this. Without thinking, he retorted. "Didn't I call you earlier? I want to do something serious, but you won't let me!"

Archibald turned the steering wheel. "Asking for money is serious?"

Dean turned to look at Archibald seriously. "I didn't even say what I needed the money for. I want to start a studio, a business! Is that okay?"

Archibald found it laughable. Their parents had passed away, and he had raised Dean. Dean never liked following rules, even dropping out of high school to rush into the world. And what came of it? Nothing. He still relied on the allowance Archibald gave him. Now he was talking about starting a studio.

"What kind of studio? A gaming studio? Or a drinking studio? Why not just invest in a bar or a gaming club, or..."

Before Archibald could finish, Dean felt deeply insulted. He cut him off, angrily retorting. "Archibald! Do you think I can't do anything right?"

The atmosphere in the car instantly became tense. They were almost home, but Archibald pulled over to the side of the road.

Surrounded by the bustling city, Archibald thought of the jewelry exhibition he

attended yesterday. It seemed like a place of camaraderie and business, but in reality? It was full of hidden dangers and undercurrents.