Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson) novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295
Seeing Eric, Kevin immediately pushed his tray of food aside and rose from his seat. “President Walker, please have a seat
here.”
Without saying a word, Eric placed his tray beside me and sat down.
There was an awkward atmosphere at the table, and like everyone else, I had to greet Eric politely. “President Walker!”
With a snort, Eric lowered his head and began to dig. Imitating him, I started to eat too, but with thoughts running through my head. Strange! Eric has his own cafeteria, so why is he here in the employee cafeteria? So pigs can fly now?
With Eric around, we had to put our conversation on hold. As the atmosphere had become quite oppressive, I didn’t want to stay, so I quickly devoured my food.
Thus, I finished my food in no time. Seeing this, Jenny was surprised to exclaim, “Lily, you have a strange way of eating.”
“Strange?” I asked and wondered if she meant I was eating too fast.
“I’ve never seen anyone eat as fast as you but at the same time be as elegant.”
Smiling awkwardly, I said, “Stylish? Don’t pull my leg!”
“And truth! Normally, people make noise when they eat, but you were so quiet just now!”
Before I could say anything. Eric interjected: “That’s because she was just swallowing the food without chewing.”
“And even? And you don’t have indigestion problems?” Jenny asked worriedly.
“Most of the time, people like her carry gastritis medication in their purses,” Eric replied again.
Is he scolding me? What an idiot! I thought to myself. With a smile plastered on my face, I suggested, “Anyone want a yogurt drink? I’ll get it.”
“Allow me!” Kevin joined the conversation. “President Walker, do you want one?”
“No!” Eric dismissed lightly.
With a shrug, Kevin looked at me and asked, “Only yogurt drink?”
I shook my head. So he walked over to the drinks station and brought back three cups of yogurt drinks. So he passed one of them to Jenny, but I noticed that the glass he passed to me even had a straw, which I thought was very thoughtful of him.
“Thanks!” Frankly, I felt a little embarrassed by such a thoughtful gesture.
As I sipped my yogurt, Kevin naturally asked for my phone number. “Lily, can I get your number?”