CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 140

The car quickly departed from the front of the building. Watching the shadow of the car fading away, Nina involuntarily clenched her fists.

"So, this lady wasn't lying. She really does have a connection with Mr. York," the receptionist remarked, feeling uncertain.

"They took her away, their relationship must be good. If Mr. York blames us, we'll be in trouble," someone else commented.

Hearing this, Nina felt a bit down. She had witnessed Mr. York's ruthlessness towards women, as well as his tenderness. It all depended on whether he liked them or not.

If he favored someone like Miranda, he'd rush her to the hospital even for a minor injury. He'd also worry about Linda if she got hurt, rushing to take her to the hospital without delay.

The receptionist was also a bit flustered, fearing that the accident might have resulted from her attempt to prevent Linda from visiting Mr. York. She pleaded, "Nina, if Mr. York holds us accountable, could you please put in a good word for us?"

Nina snapped out of her thoughts, composed herself, and said, "Today's situation was an accident. You don't need to blame yourselves. If Mr. York assigns blame, I'll handle it."

"Okay, thank you, Nina," they replied, feeling relieved.

Nina nodded and returned to her office.

Less than ten minutes after Nash took Linda away, the news had spread throughout the entire office. It was said that Nash had a new favorite, still favoring a particular type.

Nina mulled over it. What type did Nash prefer?

Was Miranda one of them?

Linda too?

How far was she from fitting into that category?

Nina paused, "He's pretty tied up, and I also wanted to swing by and see you."

"What else could he be busy with after work? It's obviously just an excuse. Nina is still the best," Grandpa George praised Nina and glanced outside.

The weather was lovely, and Grandpa George suggested, "Let's head out for a walk. It feels stuffy and uncomfortable cooped up in here."

"Sure thing."

Grandpa George could manage to get out of bed now, although he still relied on a wheelchair. Nina helped him get dressed, making sure he was all set before wheeling him outside. As they strolled, the weather was just perfect, with the sun shining down, not too hot but pleasantly warm.

"Grandpa George, I saw you reading just now. Do you usually enjoy reading?" Nina asked.

Grandpa George smiled, "Not really, I just have this urge to read and learn more! You know me, I've spent my entire life on the battlefield, but I've never truly delved into the stories of that era. As I've aged, I find myself nostalgic for my youth. Times were tough for us back then, but our forefathers had it even rougher. We could still manage to have bread, but they were reduced to eating tree bark."