In the coffee shop, Stella Fletcher sat alone in the corner, occasionally glancing at her phone’s time. It was already 3 PM, and Silas Everett hadn’t arrived yet. Just as Stella Fletcher was about to call Silas Everett, he pushed open the glass door and walked in. Stella Fletcher quickly hung up the phone, stood up, and waved to Silas Everett, "President Everett, over here." Silas Everett glanced around the coffee shop, and upon spotting Stella Fletcher at the elegant seat in the corner, he smiled and walked towards her. "Secretary Fletcher, have you been waiting a long time?" Silas Everett still greeted her gently, but at this moment, Stella Fletcher no longer felt the initial blush and heartbeat. She had only one thought in mind: Was that recording really done by him? Thinking of this, Stella Fletcher smiled and shook her head, "Not very long, President Everett, please have a seat!" Silas Everett sat down gracefully, looking at Stella Fletcher with a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Secretary Fletcher, what’s the matter that made you so eager to find me?" Stella Fletcher took a deep breath and directly asked, "President Everett, was the recording about me online done by you?" Silas Everett was slightly stunned and then laughed. "Secretary Fletcher, why would you think I did it? Why would I do such a thing?" Stella Fletcher stared intently into Silas Everett’s eyes, trying to find any flaw in his expression, "The state of that recording resembles what I said when I was drunk, and that day after I got drunk, only you were by my side." Silas Everett still wore a gentle smile, but his eyes had become a bit profound, "Secretary Fletcher, how would I remember what you said when you were drunk? Besides, I also drank a lot that day, and I have no reason to do such a thing!" Stella Fletcher furrowed her brow, her doubts even deeper, "President Everett, if it wasn’t intentional, then why did the recording come out at this time? And it happened just when Vivian had the accident, everything is too coincidental." Silas Everett was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Secretary Fletcher, this might just be a coincidence. I also don’t know what’s going on with the recording, but I can assure you, this wasn’t done by me." Stella Fletcher looked at Silas Everett, hesitant in her heart. She didn’t know whether to believe Silas Everett’s words, but currently, there were no other clues. She decided to observe Silas Everett’s reaction further. "President Everett, was it really not you?" "Of course, if you don’t believe it, we can check the bar’s surveillance from that day." Silas Everett still appeared very composed, making it difficult to find any flaws. Stella Fletcher was also half skeptical of his words. "President Everett, I hope you’re telling the truth. I’ve always appreciated your help in promoting me and giving me a raise, making me your secretary. But I am very clear, Vivian is my best friend, I can’t do anything that would betray her." Stella Fletcher lowered her eyes, "If I had to choose between the Everett Group and Vivian, I might choose Vivian." If she loses her job, she can find another, but if she loses her best friend, she’ll lose the best friend she has in this world. "You’re leaving the Everett Group?" Hearing Stella Fletcher’s words, Silas Everett showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. Stella Fletcher gently nodded. "If the recording issue can’t be clarified, staying at the Everett Group will feel very awkward for me. Moreover, now the Hawthorne Group and the Everett Group are rivals, and Vivian is Master Hawthorne’s wife, while I’m Vivian’s best friend." So, Stella Fletcher’s current situation is indeed very awkward. She’s staying at a rival company to the Hawthorne Group, shouldn’t this put her in a dilemma? Silas Everett slightly furrowed his brow, "Secretary Fletcher, don’t be so impulsive. I’ll have someone investigate this, don’t resign yet." Content orıginally comes from 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽 Stella Fletcher shook her head, "President Everett, thank you for your kindness. But I’ve already made up my mind. Because of the recording incident, Vivian almost had a miscarriage, I also feel very guilty." Seeing Stella Fletcher’s guilt-ridden face, Silas Everett sighed, realizing he couldn’t change her decision. So, he slowly said, "Alright, since you’ve decided, I won’t force you. If you wish to return someday, let me know anytime." Stella Fletcher silently nodded. At this moment, the atmosphere in the coffee shop was somewhat heavy. Caden Hawthorne stayed by Vivian Lynch’s side without moving, until she woke up. "Vivian, you’re awake? Are you hungry?" Caden Hawthorne gazed at her with a gentle expression. Vivian Lynch nodded slightly, trying to sit up, only to find the movement pulled at the wound on her stomach, causing her to inhale sharply from the pain. "Vivian, what’s wrong?" Caden Hawthorne immediately became tense. Vivian Lynch furrowed her brow and said, "The wound hurts a bit." Caden Hawthorne quickly supported her, carefully letting her lean against the pillow, "Vivian, you just gave birth, your body is still very weak, don’t move around." Old Master Hawthorne immediately said, "Caden is right, Vivian, don’t move, if you’re hungry, let Caden feed you." Vivian Lynch nodded lightly, feeling a warm current in her heart upon seeing Caden Hawthorne’s full concern. "Okay, Grandpa. By the way, Caden, where are the children?" Caden Hawthorne smiled gently. "The kids are doing well, Mom and Riley are taking care of them. You don’t have to worry, what’s most important now is for you to rest well and recover." Vivian Lynch gazed at Caden Hawthorne, her eyes filled with happiness and gratitude. "Here, this is chicken soup that Mom personally cooked for you, I’ll feed you." Caden Hawthorne picked up the chicken soup, cautiously spooning it, blowing lightly on it before bringing it to Vivian Lynch’s lips. Vivian Lynch slightly opened her mouth, drinking a mouthful of chicken soup, immediately feeling warmth spread through her body. "Does it taste good?" Caden Hawthorne asked gently. Vivian Lynch nodded, "It tastes good, Mom’s soup has always been delicious." Caden Hawthorne smiled, continuing to feed Vivian Lynch the soup. At this time, the room was filled with a warm atmosphere, Old Master Hawthorne watching this scene with a pleased smile on his face. As night fell, Stella Fletcher arrived at the hospital carrying a basket of fruit to visit Vivian Lynch. "Oh, Stella, why are you here?" Stella Fletcher placed the fruit aside, walking to Vivian Lynch’s bedside, her face full of concern. "Vivian, I came to see you. How are you feeling now? Is your body better?" Vivian Lynch smiled and nodded, "I’m much better, don’t worry. Why did you bring fruit?" Stella Fletcher held Vivian Lynch’s hand, a hint of guilt in her eyes, "I thought you just gave birth and need to replenish your nutrients. Vivian, about the recording..." "Stella, I know what you want to say, you don’t have to feel guilty, I believe you, you didn’t do it." Vivian Lynch smiled softly, seriously looking at Stella Fletcher. Stella Fletcher was moved, her eyes slightly red. "Vivian, you trust me so much, I can’t let you down. I’ve already decided to resign from the Everett Group." "Resign? Why?" Vivian Lynch looked surprised, Caden Hawthorne quietly peeling fruit nearby, had a complicated emotion in his eyes. Why did Stella Fletcher propose to resign from the Everett Group? Could it be that this matter is related to Silas Everett?