As soon as Stella stepped out of the conference hall, she froze in place.
Hyland Riley was visibly angry. "Stella, you..."
"I... I have a stomachache, Hyland! I'm going into labor!" Stella suddenly grabbed Hyland's sleeve, her voice urgent.
"My stomach hurts so much! Ah! Ah..."
Crystal Foster and Martin Riley had just exited the hall when they heard Stella's words and her sharp cries of pain.
The scene gave Crystal a sense of déjà vu.
Crystal looked at Stella, and Hyland glanced at them both.
He knew well that the last time Stella went into labor, it was Crystal who had helped.
"Sylvia Byrne, come and help Stella! You can't just stand by and do nothing!"
Hearing Hyland's shameless attempt at moral coercion, Crystal couldn't help but smile wryly.
"Hyland, Stella is your wife. Her current predicament has nothing to do with me. The last time I helped was only because the child was innocent."
