Though the sheet held just two lines, Leonel poured over them repeatedly.

As he snapped out of his reverie, Alexis' assistant had already departed. Noreen's voice broke the silence. "Seems like the baby's doing great! Time for that IV drip, Mr. Douglas!"

Leonel meticulously folded the report, tucking it away in his pocket.

After the infusion, nearing noon, he made his way directly to the luncheon.

The event held immense significance for the company. Despite his ailment, Leonel indulged in some wine with the clients. But as the luncheon concluded, his complexion paled, and he spent an extended period retching in the restroom.