She Is A CEO

Now Lucia, with all her heart and soul waiting for the baby, had nothing else on her mind.
“Even though you don’t have any feelings for him, you’re still his fiancee in the eyes of the public. It’s too disrespectful to get
involved with another woman so openly.” Helena had the pride of being a daughter in a wealthy family. Spencer’s behavior was,
in her view, extremely disrespectful and disrespectful to Lucia.
“I don’t care. Let them do the dog-eat-dog,” Lucia said, stroking her belly and smiling.
“No way. If you don’t do something to it, I will not let him live a happy life!” Helena raised her eyebrows.
Lucia smiled and said to Helena, “It would be nice to give him trouble.”
So when Spencer came home from work that night, he met Helena, who was waiting for him in the living room.
As soon as he saw Helena with her arms folded and her face frozen, Spencer knew it was something bad, but he pretended to
be calm, and walked into the living room smiling as he asked her,
“Miss Brown, what are you doing in the front yard? Is there something wrong with Lucia?”
“She’s really not feeling well right now.” Helena stood up to face Spencer and said unhappily, “Spencer, your behavior is too
indecent. Are you looking down on my family and thinking that we can’t protect Lucia?”
As soon as Helena opened her mouth, Spencer was charged with a felony.
“Miss Brown, you mustn’t say such things.” Spencer sat down calmly and looked at Helena innocently. “You accused me of
nothing when I walked in the door. You should let me know what happened, shouldn’t you?”
Glancing at Spencer, Helena sneered and said,
“What? Do you think I don’t read the gossip report? What’s going on with Nia? Do you still care about Lucia and the Brown
family? What will the other say about Lucia? Now that she’s about to give birth and you’re out fooling around with other women?”
“Oh, that...” Spencer adjusted his coat and said nonchalantly,
“Miss Brown, you’ve been misled by the media. Nia and I are not serious. We’re just talking about work. You know how these
paparazzi like to make things up out of thin air. They’re full of nonsense. This kind of report is not credible.”

“Do you have to hold hands to talk about work?” Helena said with a snort.
Spencer sighed in front of Helena and said,
“Miss Brown, those photos must have been taken secretly on purpose. If I really wanted to, I could have just gone to Nia’s
house. Going to a public place to let someone catch me? Wouldn’t I be too stupid? Nia framed me in everything. I really can’t
defend myself.”
“Don’t argue,” Helena said. “Lucia can be generous with you, but I and the entire Brown family can’t. Lucia and I have been
friends for years. We are like sisters. I will not allow her to be bullied by you!”
“What are you going to do?” Spencer asked, knowing that Helena was trying to make things difficult for him.
“I will tell my mother the truth about this. As for what she will do, you just have to wait and see.” Helena knew that Spencer was
not afraid of her, but he was definitely afraid of her mom!
When he heard Helena mention Esmae, Spencer’s face stiffened, but he couldn’t show his fear in front of Helena, so he
pretended not to care and said,
“Yes, you can tell Ms. Wilson that I was going to apologize to her and explain why. I’m sure she’ll understand.”
“Are you saying I’m not understanding enough?” Helena continued to scoff.
“I have indeed wronged Lucia, and you are right to defend her. But, Miss Brown, the truth is that I have a clear conscience about
what I did not do.”
“You have a clear conscience. I hope you can say the same in front of my mother,” Helena said, then turned and walked to the
back door, leaving Spencer with a hand on his forehead.
When she returned to the building, Helena was still a little angry. As soon as she saw Lucia, she complained, “Spencer is really
thick-skinned. He clearly did something wrong, but he still pretended to be innocent.”
“He’s more than thick-skinned,” said Lucia with a sneer. “Are you really going to tell Esmae about this?”
“I don’t have to tell her,” Helena scoffed. “Mom has been monitoring his behavior. She should know by now what Spencer did.”
“It’s not good to disturb her for these things...” Lucia didn’t mind herself, and didn’t want Esmae to worry about her.

“You,” said Helena, “You’re just too nice. Even though you only care about the baby now, Spencer’s attitude towards you
indirectly reflects his respect for the entire Brown family. We are your family, and if you are bullied, it means we will be bullied.
Not to mention me, no one in the Brown family will allow him to be so arrogant!”
“Really...?” Lucia smiled and felt warm. Having someone who always cared about her was really a very heartwarming thing.
“Forget it. I won’t bother you with this anymore.” Helena saw that Lucia was still smiling gently, and was deflated. “Mom will take
care of it anyway. I just need to keep you company.”
Lucia smiled sweetly and nodded slowly.
Today it snowed again in Athegate, a little more than before. The ground was covered with a thin layer of snow, but Lucia was
not feeling cold at all, for she had Helena with her.
As Helena had expected, Esmae did know from the beginning that Spencer had reconnected with Nia. She hadn’t talked to
Spencer in the past few days not because she was ignoring him, but the person she was looking for was Erik.
When Erik got the call to greet Esmae, he thought he was hallucinating. He hurried home and saw Esmae as soon as he entered
his mansion.
Esmae was sitting on a sofa. She looked elegant and composed, with her six entourage by her side and her butler standing by. A
cup of fragrant black tea was on the coffee table in front of her.
The butler was the first to spot Erik. He was about to speak when Erik waved his hand. The butler nodded respectfully and
stepped aside.
“Ms. Wilson, welcome. It’s an honor to have you here.” Erik walked over and greeted Esmae. He reached out to shake her hand,
but was shocked by Esmae’s cold glare.
Thinking something was wrong, Erik knew immediately that it must have been his son who had done something bad. And that it
was so bad that Esmae had come to him personally to hold him accountable!
Erik withdrew his hand sheepishly and sat down with a smile on his face,
“Ms. Wilson, what brings you to San Francisco this time? If there’s anything I can do to help, I’ll do my best.”