Greg was chairing a regular meeting in the meeting room when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He frowned and wondered who was calling him at this time?
He took out the message and found it was from Leona. He clicked it and found that it was Leona who told him that his grandfather wanted to see her. Immediately, Greg's heart tightened. Did his grandfather do anything to Leona?
The more Greg thought about it, the more worried he became. As a result, he didn't listen to what the manager of the planning department said at all. He raised his hand to stop the report, "Today's meeting is temporarily held here. Wait for notice next time." After saying that, Greg stood up and left the meeting room directly.
All the senior executives of the company looked at each other. What was going on?
Looking at the braised pork in front of her, Leona felt a little embarrassed. She knew that Howard wouldn't easily pick up food for others. Although she didn't care about it, she also knew that it was a rare thing. She shouldn't have rejected his kindness. But looking at the greasy food on it, she felt a pang of sour in her stomach again.
Howard also looked at Leona calmly. He had planned to ask her to come here today to let her know her true identity, but in his heart, he had automatically taken Leona as a mistress of Greg. As the mistress, he should be sensible.
But now it seemed that things had changed. If she was really pregnant, Howard could not be the previous attitude.
Seeing that Leona was still staring at the piece of meat, Rona said unwillingly, "Leona, you should eat it. It's grandpa who picked it up for you. If you don't eat it, you will make grandpa sad."
Although she said so, she thought it would be better if Leona didn't eat it and threw up as before. The old man would definitely not agree Leona to be Greg's mistress.
In the current situation, it was very difficult for Leona not to eat well, but she really couldn't. With chopsticks in her hand, under the gaze of Howard and Rona, she slowly picked up the piece of meat and reluctantly put it into her mouth.
As long as she didn't think about the greasy feeling, it would be fine if she swallowed it as soon as possible. With her eyes closed, Leona tried her best to swallow it. However, things were not as smooth as she expected. As soon as the meat entered her mouth, she couldn't bear it anymore.
"Hmm." Leona stood up quickly again, covered her mouth and ran outside. This time, she didn't even have time to go to the bathroom. Seeing that she was about to vomit, she directly vomited outside the door.
As soon as Greg arrived, he saw that Leona was vomiting at the door, bending over. His face changed. Did his grandfather do anything to her?
"Leona, what's wrong with you?" He strode to her and wanted to help her up, but Leona waved her hand at him, indicating him not to touch her.
"Ew..." Leona retched in pain. She felt that her stomach was about to spit out, and tears fell down.
Seeing this, Greg didn't know what to do. He stood there and didn't dare to touch her, but he was worried. He could only pat her on the back to help her breathe smoothly. "Leona, what's wrong with you? Did you eat anything? "
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