When Love Comes Late

People’s comments varied, but most seemed to be spectating rather than genuinely concerned.

The more Stella read, the angrier she became.

Her private medical report had been publicly disclosed, especially at a crucial juncture when she was on the verge of collaborating with Blue Flame.

It was clear that someone had set her up.

But who?

Fuming, Stella stormed downstairs.

In the living room, she found Matthew, engaged in a phone call, hastily addressing the online news situation.

Upon noticing Stella, Matthew quickly concluded his call and faced her.

“Have you identified who posted that information?” Stella wasted no time in questioning him.

Aware of her distress, Matthew gently rubbed her head and offered soothing words.

“Not yet.

But trust me, everything will work out.

You’re innocent, and no one can jeopardize your collaboration with Blue Flame.

”

Stella nodded, her expression resolute.

That night, Stella entered the same hotel where the party had taken place the previous evening.

As she stepped out of the elevator, she was greeted by several designers who had been waiting.

If she couldn’t prove her innocence tonight, Blue Flame would seek another partner.

Stella walked over calmly.

Undeterred by their unfriendly demeanor and disdainful remarks, Stella approached them confidently.

“Oh, so you cheated.

That’s how you managed to achieve so much at such a young age.

”

“By the way, how much did you pay?”

Stella paid no heed to their comments and entered the meeting room, armed with her prepared file.

Inside the meeting room, alongside Mia, a group of stern-looking men in suits had gathered.

Tension hung thick in the air.

Clutching the file tightly, Stella took a deep breath.

Seated at the head of the table, Mia wore a grave expression as she addressed Stella.

“Someone has reported that you cheated.

We need an explanation to address the public’s concerns.

”

“Understood,” Stella replied, her voice steady.