Yvonne York slightly nodded, pulling Yara York to follow behind Stella Fletcher. The most update n0vels are published on novel⸺fire.net Although Yara York no longer spoke, her face still bore a dissatisfied expression. Leading the way in front, Stella Fletcher muttered to herself that these sisters were really annoying. But for the sake of work, she could only endure it. Upon reaching Silas Everett’s office, Stella Fletcher politely knocked on the door. "President Everett, Miss York and her sister have arrived." "Come in," Silas Everett’s voice came from inside. Stella Fletcher opened the door, letting Yvonne and Yara York in, then stood aside herself. Silas Everett looked at the York sisters and smiled. "Miss York, welcome. Please have a seat." After Yvonne and Yara York sat down, Silas Everett began discussing the cooperation matters with them. Stella Fletcher quietly listened on the side, occasionally serving tea and pouring water for them. Upon learning that they planned to unite to deal with the Hawthorne Group, Stella Fletcher’s face changed, and her hand shook, causing the water in the cup to spill onto Yara York. "Ah..." Yara York immediately stood up in anger, raising her hand and slapping Stella Fletcher, "Bitch, are you trying to burn me to death?" "I’m sorry, it wasn’t intentional." Stella Fletcher bowed her head to apologize, covering her face, but with a trace of anger in her eyes. Silas Everett frowned slightly, looking at Yara York, and couldn’t help but say, "The Second Miss York, why such a temper? Secretary Fletcher didn’t do it on purpose." Yara York was relentless. "President Everett, she clearly did it on purpose. She must be a spy sent by the Hawthorne Group, intentionally trying to sabotage our cooperation." Silas Everett’s lips twitched upwards, revealing a faint smile, "The Second Miss York overthinks it. Secretary Fletcher has always worked at my Everett Group, how could she be a spy for the Hawthorne Group? However, the Second Miss York, being so impulsive is not conducive to our cooperation." Seeing the situation, Yvonne York quickly held Yara York back, urging, "Yara, don’t be impulsive. President Everett is right, we’re here to discuss cooperation, not to quarrel." Although Yara York was dissatisfied in her heart, she didn’t dare to defy her sister’s words and could only glare fiercely at Stella Fletcher. "Hmph, I’ll let this go this time. If there’s a next time, I definitely won’t let you off easily." Stella Fletcher bit her lip, feeling wronged, but didn’t dare to say much more. She knew she couldn’t cause trouble for Silas Everett on this occasion. Silas Everett glanced at Stella Fletcher, a hint of concern flashed in his eyes, "Secretary Fletcher, you may go busy yourself." "Yes, President Everett." Stella Fletcher nodded slightly and exited the office. Subsequently, Silas Everett continued to discuss collaboration matters with the York sisters, as if the earlier incident had never happened. After leaving the office, Stella Fletcher returned to her workplace. She took out a small mirror and looked at her face, finding that her face was swollen from Yara York’s slap. Instantly, Stella Fletcher was filled with anger, "Damn it, this Yara York, so shameless, just because she comes from a good family, she thinks she can hit people at will?" Stella Fletcher had a deep-seated dislike for rich people like Yara York. The more Stella Fletcher thought about it, the angrier she got, with feelings of grievance and anger intertwining within her. She silently vowed that she must work even harder in the future, to become stronger and not be bullied again. She put down the mirror, took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions. However, the pain on her face constantly reminded her of the humiliation she had just endured. Stella Fletcher gritted her teeth, deciding to tell Vivian Lynch about this incident. At this time, Vivian Lynch was still at home awaiting delivery; her due date was February 18, while this year’s Chinese New Year was on February 9, exactly the eighth day after the year. When Vivian Lynch received the call from Stella Fletcher, she learned that Stella had been slapped by Yara York. "They really went too far, it’s one thing to bully me, but now they’re even bullying you too." Vivian Lynch sounded indignant over the phone. Hearing Vivian Lynch speaking up for her, Stella Fletcher felt a warmth in her heart, "Vivian, I’m okay. Don’t get angry, be careful not to affect the baby." Yet Vivian Lynch couldn’t calm down, "No, we can’t just let this slide. How can they hit people so casually?" Stella Fletcher sighed, "Let it go, Vivian. After all, they are from The York Group and are now working with Everett Group. We can’t really do anything to them." Vivian Lynch was silent for a moment and then said, "Stella, don’t worry, after I have the baby, I will definitely help you get justice." Stella Fletcher was deeply moved and couldn’t help but say, "Vivian, having your support is more than enough. The most important thing for you now is to take good care of yourself and safely deliver the baby." Vivian Lynch softly responded, "I will. You must also be careful in Everett Group, don’t let them bully you anymore." The two chatted for a while longer before ending the call. After hanging up, Vivian Lynch felt an indescribable tension, worried that if the York Family teamed up with Everett Group, it would be detrimental to the Hawthorne Group. Thinking about this, Vivian Lynch couldn’t help but call Caden Hawthorne. One could say that Caden Hawthorne answered instantly; as long as Vivian called, he would always take her call immediately. Primarily because he didn’t want to miss it, especially with the baby about to be due at any moment. Vivian Lynch anxiously said over the phone, "Honey, I’ve heard that the Yorks are collaborating with the Everetts, could this affect the Hawthorne Group? I worry they may hold ill intent toward you." Upon hearing this, Caden Hawthorne chuckled lightly, his handsome face showing no surprise, "I’m aware of this matter myself." He had anticipated that Silas Everett would take action since the Yorks, for others, might be a hot potato. But for Silas Everett, they were a piece of fat meat delivered to his door, ready to be devoured. Vivian Lynch furrowed her brow slightly, "What should we do? If they join forces against you, wouldn’t that be dangerous for you?" Caden Hawthorne spoke in a relaxed tone, "Don’t worry, honey. They can’t do anything to me. Though Silas Everett is cunning, I’m no pushover either." Vivian Lynch still felt a bit uneasy, "But still, I can’t help but worry, I just have this uneasy feeling like something’s going to happen." Hearing this, Caden Hawthorne smiled gently, patiently comforting her over the phone, "I think you’re experiencing pre-birth anxiety, don’t worry! I’m here, nothing will happen." Vivian Lynch sighed softly, "Alright, I hope so. Make sure to handle things carefully, I’ll be waiting for you at home." Caden Hawthorne’s voice was warm and firm, "Okay, I will. You take good care of yourself, don’t overthink it, I’ll be back to accompany you after work." After the call ended, Vivian Lynch leaned against the sofa, but her worries did not completely disappear. She knew Caden Hawthorne was capable of handling all sorts of challenges, but as his wife, she couldn’t help but worry for him. "Baby, our family will be okay, right?" Vivian Lynch rubbed her belly, seeking a bit of comfort from the baby inside.