Chapter 104

Mr. Pruitt glanced at me, and suddenly his gaze fell on my abdomen. That strange look in his eyes made me feel inexplicably anxious. I covered my stomach subconsciously.

He suddenly laughed, mocking and sarcastic. "Really pregnant?"

I widened my eyes in astonishment and shook my head repeatedly, saying, "No, I don't have it."

Oh my God, Mr. Pruitt actually thought I was pregnant! The key is, this was not the point he should have been concerned about.

I was a new employee, so even if I was really pregnant, it wouldn’t have any impact on him as a dignified CEO. And, I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but when he asked me if I was really pregnant, his eyes looked cold and his tone was not good. What’s going on? Did he doubt that I intentionally came to mooch off maternity leave? After thinking it over, this is the only reason that makes sense.

I quickly explained, "Mr. Pruitt, rest assured, I am not pregnant, and even if I were, I would not take maternity leave. I am very grateful to Mr. Pruitt for the opportunity he gave me, and I will definitely do my best." No matter what, a sincere attitude should be shown to him.

Mr. Pruitt remained silent for a while. I couldn’t help but raise my head, only to see him with a half-smile on his face and a somewhat speechless tone, saying, "Why are you bringing up maternity leave again?"

Um, isn’t it because of maternity leave? I was puzzled in my mind.

Mr. Pruitt suddenly waved his hand at me and said, "Never mind, you go and busy yourself. The investment negotiation for the last project has been scheduled for next Wednesday. Prepare yourself these days and familiarize yourself with the project content."

"Um, okay, thank you very much, Mr. Pruitt, for giving me the opportunity."

"Go ahead." Mr. Pruitt raised his hand toward me again, without looking at me anymore.

Coming out of the president’s office, I let out a heavy sigh. My colleague who changes ink cartridges came over, with a gossipy look on her face, and asked me, "Hey, hey, what did Mr. Pruitt want from you?"

I glanced at her and said with a sarcastic smile, "It’s all because you said I was pregnant, which made Mr. Pruitt think I was pregnant too and called me in for questioning."

My colleague wrinkled her nose and, disbelievingly said, "You must be kidding. What does it have to do with Mr. Pruitt if you are pregnant? Besides, it’s completely normal for employees to get pregnant. How could he possibly call you in for questioning because of this?"

Yeah, I was also full of doubts. I said, "Maybe because I am new here, he thought I was intentionally trying to take advantage of maternity leave."

My colleague burst into laughter and said, "That’s even more impossible, who is Mr. Pruitt? He’s the president of such a big company, how could he care about this little maternity leave thing?"

Yeah, I also thought Mr. Pruitt wouldn’t care about such trivial matters. But I couldn’t think of any other explanations either.

My colleague’s eyes flickered, and she suddenly said to me mysteriously, "To be honest, did you know Mr. Pruitt before, and do you have a special relationship?"

"No, there wasn’t."

Although I felt somewhat familiar with Mr. Pruitt’s features, I honestly don’t remember ever knowing him.

The colleague who changed the ink was still not giving up and said, "Then how could he have called you, a newcomer, to the president’s office alone and asked you about your pregnancy?"

Abnormal, too abnormal. You know, newcomers are not qualified to go to the president’s office.

I also find it strange, including the opportunity Mr. Pruitt gave me, which was weird in every aspect, but I really can’t find a suitable explanation.

Ah, never mind. I just focused on doing my job well.

The day’s work was fulfilling and busy. When I got busy, I wouldn’t think about Reynaldo at all, and I wouldn’t feel upset in my heart. After work, I would unconsciously think of him again.

The phone was silent. Reynaldo hasn’t paid any attention to me since he called me last night. Maybe he had already known that I had moved out of that villa, but he didn’t care.

I took out the two broken bracelets. Today I made an appointment with the master to repair this bracelet, but I don’t know if it can be fixed. When I arrived at the jade processing shop, the master took a look at my two broken bracelets and couldn’t help but exclaim, "This thing is amazing! Nowadays, you can’t even find such quality on the market. How could you bear to break it?"