A satisfied smile embraced her lips when her eyes landed on the perfectly grilled piece of meat. She was about to dig into her when she realized that she wasn't the only one in the room. "Please have a seat." She added as she motioned the man to sit on the chair across her, inwardly scolding herself for being so forgetful.

'Does being pregnant makes you forgetful?' She wondered to herself. 'Or it might just be the hunger getting up to my brain.'

"So, can we start with your name?" She questioned him as she was finally able to shift her attention towards the man sitting across from her. She had to agree that he was indeed handsome with his broad stature. His lightly wheatish skin tone suited his chiseled face and the bunch of dark brown wavy locks added more to his beauty.

The man nodded his head in a yes in response to her question before realizing that he had to answer that verbally as well. "It's David, David Morrison." He added with a blank expression as he kept his eyes fixed on her face.

"Mr. Morrison, tell me something about yourself." Stella questioned as she gazed back into dark brown eyes which complimented his hair.

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Stella sliced through the last piece of her steak and ate it, before shifting her line of sight towards the man across the table. She had asked him a hell lot of questions while she continued to enjoy her lunch. He had answered every single one of it with precision. Moreover, he had a serious and quiet personality which she preferred over those jovial characters which she interviewed earlier.

"Can I be honest, Mr. Morrison?" She looked up at him to get a firm nod in response. "I like your personality, David. It's perfect for the job and for me. Congratulations." She smiled at him.

David continued to gaze at her smiling face for a couple of seconds, without blinking his eyes. "Thank you. When can I join?" A small smile appeared on his lips as he asked her.

"If you don't mind, today. You are properly dressed for the job. I have a meeting in an hour and it would be great if you could come with me." She asked him as she gave him a hopeful look.

Heaving out a small sigh, he nodded his head in agreement. 'How can anyone say no to those eyes?'

"Well, that's great." She clapped her hands twice as the smile on her widened. "And can you ask Bella to send someone who could take these out?"

"I will do that, Boss." He shook his head and picked up the tray on which a completely wiped off plate rested.

"Can you ask her to send something I can munch on while I go through these files?" She asked him, stopping him in his tracks.

The man quietly looked at the tray in his hands and then at her before nodding his head in a yes. 'She sure have a big appetite. But where does all this food go?' He shook his head helplessly as he walked out of the room.

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"Good afternoon, everyone." Stella spoke up as she entered the conference room. She wanted to use the meeting room as it was more vast and illuminated by natural light. But she decided against it because of its glass walls as she hated people peeking inside or the people who were inside zoning out as they gazed out of the room.

"Good afternoon." Blythe greeted her back as his eyes drifted to the man who was following her. "You finally got yourself an assistant, good for you." He commented as he gave the man a slight nod.

"If you are done observing the people around me, can we please get on the main point. I don't have much time to entertain you." Stella rolled her eyes at him as she settled on the head chair.

"Well, here's the prepared contract. You just need to sign it." Blythe motioned a man who stood up from his seat and walked up to her. He placed a black file case before her and walked back to his seat.

"Ha ha ha! As if I'll sign it before making sure you haven't hidden a loophole in it." Stella raised an eyebrow at him as she faked a laugh.

"I know you won't. So, take your time. You know that I wouldn't mess with you or someone else might have my neck for dinner." Blythe winked at her.

"Yeah! I can see that." Stella spoke up as she pointed towards his neck with her eyes, silently asking him to fix his collar up which was barely covering the glaring red hickey.

Shaking her head, she looked at the empty seat on her right and frowned. She turned her head around to see the man still standing a step behind her chair. "What are you standing there, man? Sit down." She narrowed her eyes at him while pointing her index finger towards the empty seat.

"Sorry." The man uttered a meek apology as he scratched the back of his head and occupied the seat just like he was asked to.

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"There you go." Stella signed the papers and passed the file to Blythe who was too engulfed in his phone that he didn't even hear her.

Stella shook her head sideways. Judging from the smile on his face and the tenderness with which he was staring at his phone's screen, she could tell with whom he was chatting with.

"Earth to Blythe?" She smacked her palm flat on the table, startling him.

"What the f**k, Stella?" He threw a deadly glare towards her before shifting his eyes back to his phone which was now resting on the floor instead of his fingers. Her sudden yelling startled him out of his senses and his phone slipped through his fingers as his hold around it loosened.

He picked up the phone from the ground and checked whether it was still working or not without paying any attention to the number of stares his subordinates were giving him. He heaved out a long sigh of relief as he looked at the cracked screen which was still somehow working.

"Are you crazy?" He narrowed his eyes at her. Who does that?"

"Who zones out in between a meeting? There you go." Stella smacked the file before him as she stood up from her chair. "I have signed the papers. You can check it and let me know if there's a problem." She spoke up before she heads out of the room, without waiting for his response.

The room was engulfed in silence as the people inside continued to stare at their Boss, thinking that he had messed it up. But little did they know that Blythe and Stella were good friends as Blythe had offered her his help on different occasions during the last one month. Moreover, he helped her out with the new subsidiary of Levinson's Corp. as his company invested it textiles mainly. This entire meeting was about the very same project that R&E Group of Companies 'messed up'.

"What?" Blythe glared at his subordinates, causing them to shift their gazes away. He picked up the pen which was resting next to the file and began to scan the signed documents. 'This woman! I swear I would have taught her a lesson if it wasn't about Wilson.' He thought to himself as he signed the papers where he was required to.

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"You didn't do bad on your first day." Stella spoke up as she gave David a polite smile.

They were waiting for their own elevators to arrive on the top floor. Almost everyone had left for their home except for these two. She did ask him to leave after the office hours were over but he refused to do so, saying that he wouldn't leave before her. All she did was shrug in response to his remark. But she had to accept that there was something about his presence that made her feel relaxed.

"Thank you, Boss." He replied to her praise with a blank expression on his face which earned him a pout from her in response.

'Couldn't he smile while saying that?' She furrowed her delicate brows. A ping sound from her elevator made her shift her attention to the sliding doors. She was about to step inside but stopped in her tracks when she heard her phone ring.

She took her phone out and connected the call after seeing the identity of the caller, it was Bella. She quietly listened to her non-stop rambling about some file before she came to the main point.

"What!" She exclaimed in announcements as the frown on her face deepened.

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