Raegan was mindful of not burdening Nicole. She clarified, "I've reviewed the project, and it's commendable. Profit isn't Roscoe's sole objective. He aims to enhance accessibility to expensive medical equipment from abroad for mid-level hospitals, ultimately reducing costs for patients. He's shifting away from the Watts Group's previous approach and charting a new course with significant potential. Given his medical background, he possesses invaluable expertise in the field. The Dixon Group's investment also serves a public welfare aspect. Mitchel wouldn't have entertained it if the other party prioritized profits over societal impact. Roscoe doesn't fit that profile."

"Yes, he's not," Nicole affirmed.

No one comprehended this reality better than Nicole. Roscoe aspired to become a doctor without borders, aiding as many people in need as possible. Regrettably, he had been ensnared in this turmoil because of her. She felt sorry, yet powerless, as he was too obstinate.

While conversing with Raegan, Nicole absentmindedly uncapped a jar of blueberry jam on the table and spread it onto a slice of toast.

However, upon catching the scent of blueberries, Nicole was overcome by a wave of nausea. Attempting to suppress it, she ended up dry heaving several times.

Raegan, alerted by the disturbance, inquired, “What's the matter, Nicole?"

"It's nothing. My stomach just feels a bit acidic," Nicole replied.

She examined the jar of blueberry jam and noted that it hadn't expired and didn't emit any foul odors. Nevertheless, inexplicably, she found herself unable to tolerate the scent.

After returning the jar to the cupboard, Nicole heard Raegan's unexpected remark. "You scared me. I had the impression you might be pregnant again."

"That's impossible," Nicole said.

Raegan explained, “During my initial pregnancy, I felt fine. However, later on, I became incredibly sensitive. The slightest smell would trigger nausea. Fortunately, it subsided after four months."

Nicole's heart raced at the mere mention of pregnancy. Pregnant? How could it even be conceivable? She and Jarrod...

Recalling carefully, Nicole realized there had been a single instance when she and Jarrod accidentally compromised the condom. But he hadn't stopped...

Nicole drew in a deep breath, endeavoring to quell her agitation.

Given her present frail physique, how could she conceive? It was impossible.

After ending the call, Nicole scrutinized the date displayed on her phone. Given her history of irregular menstrual cycles, she dismissed this month's delay as inconsequential. However...

Nicole proceeded to purchase a pregnancy test online and awaited its arrival with a knot of apprehension.

In the president's office at the Schultz Group, an assistant approached Jarrod with deference. "Mr. Schultz, Mr. Watts has finalized an investment deal with the Dixon Group's president. If this stands, our ability to intervene in Mr. Watts’ project will be curtailed. Should we seek clarification from Mr. Dixon?"

The assistant conveyed the message with meticulous care.

Intervening now would mean directly challenging the Dixon Group, a force stronger than the Schultz Group in financial resources and capabilities. Historically, the two companies, led by presidents with a longstanding amicable rapport, never crossed paths as competitors, fostering an environment of mutual respect. Despite sporadic interactions, neither sought to stifle the other's progress.