CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Quincy patted the young man who had cut in line on the shoulder and said, "Hey, please wait your turn."

His tone was polite but firm. The young man, wearing a pair of flip-flops, turned around with a look of annoyance and snapped, "Mind your own business, man."

Lydia tugged on Quincy's sleeve, shaking her head. "Let it go. It's not worth getting into a fight over."

Quincy gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I've got this."

He then stepped in front of the young man, which made Lydia nervous. She gripped her phone tightly, ready to call the police if things got out of hand. The guy looked like trouble, and she wasn't sure Quincy could handle him. The young man, now in Quincy's shadow, looked up with irritation. "What now...?"

Before he could finish, Quincy cut him off with a voice that was still polite but carried an icy edge. "I suggest you watch your tone."

and wrists, revealing the well-defined muscles in his arms. The sight made the young man's bravado vanish instantly. He glanced at Quincy and quickly stepped back to his place in line. Lydia, watching this unfold, was surprised. She had always thought of Quincy as a bit of a pushover, never imagining

herself and cleared her throat. "Nothing, just impressed by how you

in satisfaction but kept his cool. "Alright, let's grab

and smacked her forehead. "You're right, let's

checked his watch, and said,

a hamster. After finishing, she dabbed her mouth with a napkin, returning to her usual composed demeanor, as if she hadn't just inhaled her

a laugh and said, "Let's

at Quincy.If I didn't know we were headed to a factory for

exasperation. "Do I look like

knows..." Lydia drawled,