Chapter 4

I suddenly remembered something.

Last year’s corporate physical examination.

It was jointly organized by Sterling Corp. and Brightwood Corp., and Ryan had also participated.

The report should still be there.

No matter how powerful Liam was, he couldn’t have anticipated that I would check that report.

I immediately called Sterling Corp.’s administrative department. “Please retrieve a copy of last year’s corporate physical examination records for me, specifically Ryan’s. Send it over.”

Ten minutes later, I received the scanned document.

I screenshotted that report and sent it to a doctor friend.

“Can you take a look at these results for me? Is there… anything unusual about this person’s condition?”

Five minutes later, my phone buzzed.

I opened my friend’s reply.

I stared at the screen for a long time.

Then, I smiled.

So that was it.

No wonder Ryan dared to unbutton their shirt in court.

From the very beginning, they were certain there would be no evidence.

I leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes.

I couldn’t reveal it directly.

If I did now, they would accuse me of slander.

I had to make them confess in front of everyone.

I picked up my phone and dialed Liam’s number.

“I’ve thought it through.”

I made my voice sound tired and submissive. “You’re right. Maybe I really was overthinking things.”

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone. “You… you’ve really thought it through?”

“Yes.”

I took a deep breath. “I want to hold a press conference to clarify everything.”

“This incident has caused such a stir; I need to give an explanation.”

Liam clearly breathed a sigh of relief. “Stella, you’re finally being sensible. I’ll have the PR department arrange it immediately.”

“How about tomorrow afternoon?”

“No problem.”

The press conference was scheduled for the ballroom of a five-star hotel.

Liam’s PR team was highly efficient, notifying all mainstream media outlets within a day.

An hour before the press conference, Liam held my hand. “Stella, just read from the script later, don’t improvise.”

He handed me an apology draft.

I took it, glancing over the contents.

“I understand.” I nodded obediently.

Liam smiled in satisfaction, kissing my forehead. “Good girl. After this, we’ll finally live our lives together.”

Ryan also came.

This time, they wore a white dress, sitting in the front row, looking gentle and harmless.

Seeing me, they smiled, their eyes full of triumph.

I walked onto the stage, facing dozens of media cameras.

I took a deep breath, picking up the microphone.

“Good afternoon, media friends.”

“Today, I’ve called this press conference to clarify the events of the past few days.”

The hall fell silent.

All cameras focused on me.

“First, I want to thank everyone for your concern.”

“During this time, there’s been a lot of discussion online. Some say I made a false accusation, others say I have a mental illness.”

I paused.

“These words have indeed caused me great pain.”

I glanced at the script in my hand.

“I want to say I’m sorry to Ryan.”

The reporters in the audience began to whisper.

“She’s really apologizing?”

“Looks like it really was her fault…”

The smile on Ryan’s face was now undisguised.

Liam also relaxed, leaning back in his chair.

“On our wedding day, I did drink too much.”

I continued, “My memory might have been skewed…”

“So…”

I took a deep breath.

“So today, I want to clarify the truth in front of everyone.”

Liam’s expression changed.

I put down the script in my hand.

“But before that, I want to ask Ryan a question.”

The ballroom was eerily quiet.

Ryan’s smile froze.

“Stella…” Liam stood up.

I ignored him, walking off the stage, step by step toward Ryan.

I stopped in front of them.

Looking into their eyes.

“Ryan.”

“In court, you tore open your shirt, and your chest was indeed female; I don’t deny that.”

I paused.

The entire room held its breath.

“But…”

I leaned close to them, lowering my voice.

“What about your lower body?”