"Regarding the company’s matters, I’m planning to hand over to Stephen Stone in the next few days."
Vivian Lynn wasn’t sure what July Quinn was thinking about, and continued discussing business.
"Mr. Lynn, are you really sure you want to hand over the company to your boyfriend?"
July Quinn asked this partly because she was reluctant to part with such an excellent partner like Vivian Lynn, and partly because she was worried that Stephen Stone’s family might be after Vivian Lynn’s company.
Vivian Lynn’s parents passed away early, and she was raised by her grandmother from a young age.
A while ago, her grandmother also passed away.
If anything happened to Vivian Lynn now, Stephen Stone would become the sole heir of Wisteria TV.
"I am reluctant too, but..."
Vivian Lynn felt a bit melancholic.
Wisteria TV was her own creation, like her child, no different.
Handing it over to someone else, she was reluctant and uneasy.
But now, she’s also pregnant, and her husband’s family disapproves of her being in the spotlight.
She found it difficult to weigh the pros and cons.
At this point, July Quinn asked her, "Mr. Lynn, have you ever thought about whether your boyfriend likes you or he likes your company more?"
Vivian Lynn was intelligent, and July Quinn’s hint got through to her immediately.
"July, you mean... Stephen wants to marry me not because of the child or because he likes me, but because he wants to seize my assets?"
But clearly, she couldn’t accept such an assumption.
"That’s impossible. When I met Stephen, Wisteria TV was still struggling."
"What about when you made your relationship official?"
July Quinn asked again.
This time, Vivian Lynn didn’t answer directly, but her pale face said a lot.
Indeed, just as July Quinn had guessed, when Stephen genuinely pursued her and their relationship heated up, Wisteria TV was just starting to flourish because of July Quinn’s involvement.
"But you can’t just conclude that Stephen doesn’t care about me, can you?"
Vivian Lynn’s longing for love and family still made her hold on to a beautiful fantasy about human nature.
To this, July Quinn gave a positive answer, "Of course."
However, July Quinn’s earlier words had cast a stone into the calm lake of Vivian Lynn’s heart, creating ripples that expanded continuously.
Vivian Lynn found it increasingly difficult to calm herself.
So for the rest of the day, her mind was elsewhere, even when instructing her assistant on some tasks, she kept getting distracted.
It’s because images of Stephen and his family’s actions over the past few days kept flashing through her mind.
"Vivian, you’re not young anymore, a wedding dress wouldn’t look good on you, we don’t need to waste money on this."
"You’re pregnant, having a wedding would just make people laugh, better not to have one, listen to my mother."
"It’s just a pregnancy, why can’t you wash the dishes? Hiring a maid is just too pampered, isn’t it?"
Indeed, after confirming Vivian Lynn’s pregnancy, they treated her more casually, even asking her to wash dishes and sweep the floor after meals.
But these tasks, Vivian Lynn rarely did before, they were mostly done by hired help.
Yet, Stephen Stone’s family claimed that labor was beneficial for a smooth delivery.
Previously, Vivian Lynn thought they had a point, but after July Quinn’s reminder, she began to feel more and more uneasy.
So before leaving work, Vivian Lynn found July Quinn.
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"Of course, there is a way, but Mr. Lynn, you’ll have to play along!" July Quinn assured her.
"I’ll play along, don’t worry."
What Stephen Stone’s parents thought, Vivian Lynn could ignore. But she had to know Stephen’s true intentions.
"That’s good, I’ll handle the rest, Mr. Lynn, you just need to coordinate with me."
July Quinn said as she made a call to Rosewell Hospital...