“Sherry...”
Sherry knew what she was going to say. With a smile, she interrupted, “No worries. I’ve thought it
through. I’m just dating him, not marrying him. If we don’t match, we can break up. I will continue
looking for a new boyfriend.”
Stella smiled. “I agree. There are billions of men in this world. You can always find a new one if the
current one doesn’t work.”
“Uh-huh. That’s right. Probably I will fall in love with Brandon when dating him. Maybe we’ll have a
wedding earlier than you do.” Speaking of that, Sherry added, “By the way, I forgot to ask when you're
going to hold the wedding. I saw you confirm the wedding details before.”
Stella said as they were strolling forward, “I don’t know yet. We’ve been quite busy recently. Just wait
for a while and see.”
“You’d better hurry up. Aren't you planning to have a second baby? If your belly was big during the
wedding, it would be inconvenient, and you would feel exhausted.”
Stella agreed with her. However, she had just started to take medicine to nurse her health. It was
uncertain when she would get pregnant.
Clarence would get busier and busier. No matter the wedding or the pregnancy, they probably would
need a long time.
Stella nodded. “I got it. I’ll consider it carefully.”
As they were talking, they arrived at the studio.
Stella said, “Sherry, I’m going to work. Call me if you need any help.”
Sherry said, “Go ahead. I keep an eye outside.”
Entering her office, Stella sat down at the desk, opened her draft book, turned on the computer and
Wacom, and scanned those drafts onto the computer one after another. Then she modified the details.
During lunch, Sherry told Stella that Winnie had called earlier. Winnie had found someone to talk to
them about the endorsement, publicizing, and the operations in the afternoon.
To avoid distracting Stella’s attention from the design, Sherry decided to be in charge of it entirely.
However, the endorsement was a big thing. Also, Winnie was famous with a huge fan base. Sherry
didn’t know much about this matter, so she found it a bit difficult.
Hence, Stella thought of someone.
In the afternoon, Donald Shawn showed up in their studio.
He looked at Stella and Sherry on alert, crossing his arms in front of his chest in a defensive position.
“What do you want? I’m a professional attorney. I’m not an easy man. If you are drooling at my
handsome face and have any intention on me, we can sit and discuss...”
…This idiot.
Sherry looked at Stella and whispered, “Is he indeed reliable?”
Stella’s lips twitched. “Should be OK. It’s better than nobody.”
Donald was like a cat being poked.
He said, “What exactly are you unsure about me? You must make it clear. If you hurt my dignity as a
man, I’ll fall out with you.”
Stella took a deep breath and looked at Donald again. “I’d like you to write a contract and an
agreement for me.”
She briefed on the matter that Winnie had invested in their studio and wanted to be their spokesperson.
Donald breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted his posture. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I thought it
was a big deal. I almost have to get myself burned on the stake to prove my innocence. We can talk
about it on the phone, but you insisted on calling me over. You must treat me for dinner.”
“Of course. That was just part of it.”
Donald was alert again. “What else?”
Stella smiled at him. “I recalled that Clarence had paid you when you were working in Steward Group.
In fact, you didn't stay there for very long, so...”
Donald immediately interrupted her, “I’ve used all the money up. I won’t give it back.”
“I didn’t mean to let you give it back. Recently, we’ve been quite busy working on some contracts.
Could you do us a favor?”
Donald’s intuition told him it wasn’t something good.
He found an excuse and said apologetically, “You should know how busy a lawyer is. I always have
lawsuits, and I need to gather the evidence and all sorts. I truly want to help you, but I don’t have
enough time...”
Stella directly interjected, “I’ve confirmed with Nathan. You’ve just finished an important case, and now
you are on vacation.”
Donald was rendered speechless.
He said reluctantly, “No wonder you are Clarence’s wife. I... Nathan is so unlucky to know you guys.”
Stella knew that he had agreed. With a smile, she said, “All right. That’s a deal. I’ll treat you for dinner
tonight. What would you like to have?”
Donald told her the name of the most expensive restaurant in City N.
Stella said, “I’m sorry, but our budget is limited. If you don’t mind, I can cook for you.”
"Wow. What an honor."
After a moment, he forced himself to accept it. “I get to decide what I want to eat.”
Stella smiled. “Sure. Go ahead.”
Donald would be extremely useful for them.
Hence, they had enough manpower.
They started preparing for Winnie’s endorsement.
Donald wasn’t only capable of dealing with different kinds of legal matters but also on everything about
the endorsement.
As time went by, he was in charge of all relevant matters.
After all, he had to work hard instead of going back home to inherit his family enterprise.
In the following days, Stella could hear Donald constantly whining about "I'm going to hell, am I not."
With his help, Sherry progressed fast. She found a few suitable places and inspected them. Then, she
chose one indoor and one outdoor location and discussed the decoration and shooting schedule with
the staff.
When Clarence was away, Stella would take medicine and injection in secret. When she didn’t have
time in the morning, she would take the herb soup to the studio.
After one week, Archer mailed her new ones.
Despite if this medicine could help Stella get pregnant, she became spirited recently. She wondered if
that was the medicine’s effect or because she had slept earlier.
However, the injection made her feel uncomfortable every time.
It was like coldness and pain were injected into her blood. The chill wrapped around her cells. When
she shivered, she also felt numb.
When Archer mailed her the medicine, Stella felt sickened when looking at them.
Clarence came to the bedroom from the living room. Seeing that she was pale, he walked to her and
asked, “What happened? Are you sick?”
In a hurry, Stella closed the box. “Nothing. I must have been too busy today. I felt dizzy.”
Clarence looked over at the foam box in front of her. “What’s inside?” he asked.
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