The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1503

Chloe was looking pretty pale right now.She pushed Carolina away, covering her nose, and made a beeline for the reception desk.

Leaning on the counter, she was desperately trying to keep it together, but couldn't fight back the wave of nausea.Her slender shoulders trembled, clearly showing how uncomfortable she was at the moment.

The receptionist was taken aback.

"Ms.Summers, are you okay?* Chloe felt another wave of nausea coming on, and muttered, "Get me a glass of water, and clean this up right now."

The receptionist rushed to do as she was told, several others quickly dividing up the tasks - one to fetch water, another to call maintenance.

Carolina was fuming.

"Chloe! You're being ridiculous! I did not force you to eat anything you didn't want to, so who are you trying to gross out here? Don't forget that you used to love those foods.Is this what makes you happy, doing this in front of me now?!"

Maintenance arrived promptly, equipped with their cleaning tools.

Chloe took a couple of sips from the paper cup, which helped to calm her stomach a bit.

In the midst of all this chaos, she noticed her hand trembling slightly as she held the cup.

pregnancy symptoms

more annoyed, She turned to look at Carolina's tantrum, her

her two bodyguards, who tensed

a look, preparing to intervene, but

Chloe is my granddaughter, and if you hurt me, it’s like hurting her.You want to

faint, refreshing scent wafted

up the mess, spraying the floor with a

scent, but a welcome change from the greasy smell

Carolina was

tired of Carolina's antics

Ms.Summers, and even trying to betray Ms.Summers.Now she's trying to make nice and get forgiveness? More like she's forcing people to

she's done, why would anyone forgive her? Even if they don't, it's no skin off their nose.Having a grandmother like this is just

my own grandma.She's way better than this old

be rotting in jail by now.You should know that your time is running out.You should have started behaving yourself and praying for the granddaughter you once tormented.What

of Carolina's behavior.But Carolina was never one

woman, who had not minced her words.She was

your own.My granddaughter needs to be taught how to behave, and as her grandma, that's my job.Lady, you worry about your own

social standing, turned red with

again? You flip flop back and forth, don't you have any shame?* "This old bag must be really shameless, not a good elder and so loud in front of

crowd with