Chapter 62
It was a call from Stacey, and she sounded anxious. “Ms. Stovall, Harrison Credit has liaised with the Finance Department. What about Quinn Corporation?”
Aware that I might not be in the best state to make decisions, I instructed her, “Contact AC Credit and have them handle Quinn Corporation’s audit. You’ll be in charge of this matter.”
She murmured in acknowledgment before adding, “Sure, Ms. Stovall. Also, HiTech will be operational by the end of the month. You may need to go on a business trip for a few days.”
I nodded, knowing that the trip was inevitable. After ending the call, I got up from bed despite feeling uncomfortable and drained.
Macy had prepared soup for me. She looked at me awkwardly and admitted, “I’m so sorry! I seem to have lost my touch after not cooking for years.”
Glancing at the slightly burnt soup on the table, I chuckled. “You wouldn’t be so cruel to a pregnant woman, would you?”
Her lips curled into a wry smile. “Just try it anyway.”
Judging by its appearance, I could already guess the taste. But seeing Macy’s eager expression, I had no choice but to risk it and take a sip.
“How is it? Is it good?” she asked expectantly.
I racked my brain for a compliment but couldn’t come up with a sincere one. Not wanting to discourage her, I laughed and said, “You need more practice!”
Not wanting to see her dejected, I hastily grabbed my bag and headed to work.
Macy followed me to the door, unwilling to give up. “Come back earlier. I’ll cook something better.”
What? No!
Spare me, please!
By the time I arrived at the office, it was still early. Unfortunately, I ran into Joe in the elevator. The saying “The more you dislike someone, the more often you run into them” couldn’t have been truer.
He greeted me with an enigmatic smile. “Good morning, Ms. Stovall! Did Ashton stay with you during the thunderstorm last night?”
I remained silent as he continued, his tone laced with sarcasm. “Rebecca is terrified of thunderstorms. Ashton always stays with her when it storms. I doubt he would have left her alone last night.”
Staring at the pearls on my shoes, I had the urge to laugh.
It all made sense now. Ashton had snapped out of his frenzy last night because he realized Rebecca might struggle to sleep alone in the storm. There was no way he’d abandon her.
Joe was right this time, and I had no rebuttal.
In a love triangle, the two who truly love each other form the real couple. The third person? Just an outsider. That was me.
Joe suddenly nudged me. “Hey! Why are you zoning out? Did you hear what I said?”
I looked at him calmly and responded, “Yes. They’re a perfect match.”
Just then, the elevator doors opened. Without another word, I stepped out.
Joe called after me. “Scarlett, what’s wrong with you?”
Ignoring him, I entered my office, where Stacey was already waiting with a stack of documents.
“Ms. Stovall, these need your signature before the audit. Harrison Credit has already started and should complete J City’s audit within two days. AC Credit will begin Quinn Corporation’s audit today.”
I nodded, signing the documents. “Pay close attention to Fuller Corporation’s audit and update me on any issues. Also, keep an eye on HiTech. We’ll proceed when everything is ready.”
She nodded and waited as I continued signing. However, as I flipped through the papers, I felt a throbbing pain in my temples. The past few days had taken a toll on me, and last night’s lack of sleep only made things worse.
With only a few documents left, I told Stacey, “Go ahead. I’ll pass these to you once I’m done.”
She smiled. “It’s fine. I can wait. I need to deliver these to Harrison Credit and AC Credit soon and finalize the audit preparations.”
That left me no choice but to finish signing quickly. As I scribbled my last signature, the headache intensified.
I handed the papers to Stacey. “Here you go.”
Noticing my discomfort, she asked with concern, “Ms. Stovall, are you all right?”
“Don’t worry. I’m fine.”
After all, telling her about my headache wouldn’t change anything. I had been enduring it for a while now.
With that, Stacey left with the documents.
I was about to call Jared when my phone rang—it was him.
Before I could say anything, he asked, “Are you going on a business trip once Fuller Corporation’s audit is settled?”
“Yep.” Rubbing my temples, I sighed. “I’ve been feeling dizzy lately, and I get headaches occasionally. Are these normal symptoms during pregnancy?”