Going without any makeup made her face appear somewhat pale at this moment.
She pushed Rosy Roberts away, covering her nose with her hand, and strode towards the main desk in the lobby, her arm resting on the counter. Despite trying hard to suppress it, she couldn't help but retch.
Her slender shoulders heaved a few times, making her discomfort obvious to anyone watching.
The receptionist was taken aback by the sight.
"President Vanderbilt, are you okay?"
Arabella Vanderbilt retched twice more and said in a low voice,
"Get me a cup of water and have someone clean this up right away!"
The receptionist didn't suspect anything, nodding repeatedly. The several receptionists split the tasks, with one getting the water and another calling for housekeeping.
Seeing this, Rosy Roberts felt even angrier.
"Arabella Vanderbilt! Don't go too far! I didn't force you to eat it even though you said you didn't like it. Who are you pretending to be disgusted for with that disgusting act?!
