When Love Comes Late
Chapter 967

“I hope to meet her someday.

”

After the awards event, Stella’s studio received a surge of orders, overwhelming her ability to handle them alone.

Consequently, she had to hire assistants and additional designers.

This busy period kept her constantly occupied.

Amidst her busy schedule, Stella received a call from Matthew.

“Sorry, I have a meeting and can’t join you for lunch,” Matthew said apologetically, “I assume you’ll be working late tonight.

What food would you like? I’ll ask Fernando to deliver it.

”

Both of them led extremely busy lives, only managing to meet once a day before bedtime.

Matthew made an effort to have Lunch with her at the studio whenever he had the chance-a gesture Stella initially considered wasteful of his time, but he insisted.

She reluctantly agreed.

Listening to another voice on the call, Stella suspected Matthew found a moment amidst his own busy schedule to reach out to her.

Feeling sorry for distracting him, she said, “Don’t worry about me.

I’m not hungry yet.

I’ll order takeout when I am.

Focus on your work.

But I could use your help…”

Turning away from the multitude of resumes on her computer, she continued, “When you have time, please introduce some outstanding and dependable designers to me.

I can’t handle sifting through so many anymore.

”

She chuckled, somewhat indulgently, after her request.

Matthew readily agreed.

“I’ll have Fernando prepare it and send it over tonight.

”

As soon as he finished speaking, Stella’s phone buzzed.

Someone was calling.

Simultaneously, she happened to hear someone reminding Matthew that the meeting was about to begin.

Stella said, “I have a call.

It should be for an interview.

We’ll talk about it later.

”

After hanging up, she noticed Farris’ name on the screen.

She furrowed her brow.

Since their last encounter, they hadn’t been in touch.

What could Farris possibly want to discuss now?

After some consideration, she answered the call.

“Dr.

Barnes.

”

“Stella.

” Farris’ voice sounded strained.

“Dr.

Barnes, what’s wrong?” Stella asked.