CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Lydia quickly closed the box. "Nobody is allowed to say a word about this."

With everyone around her confused, she hurried back to her office. Once she reached Quincy's desk, she placed the red velvet box in front of him.

Quincy took one look and understood immediately. "Is it from that person again?"

"It seems so," Lydia replied, her brows furrowing slightly. She had no idea what that person wanted by sending her gifts so frequently. "This time, there was even a note inside asking me to meet him tomorrow." Quincy picked up the note, and it was just as she said, with a specific address included.

"Moon Studios is not far from the office," he commented.

"Are you suggesting I go meet him?"

Quincy set the note down, his voice calm and rational. Ever since starting the company, his authority had grown with each passing day.

The Quincy standing before her was no longer just an assistant. He had become a true leader.

"Go meet him. It'll be a good chance to find out what he's really after. Don't worry, I'll go with you."

spread across Quincy's face, breaking the earlier tension. Lydia's cheeks flushed as she retorted, "Who asked you to come along? I can handle something this small on my own!" Despite her words,

next day, Lydia

had arranged to meet at an old

shop, and when she did, she was surprised to see a familiar

long time. You haven't changed a bit," said the man in a tailored suit, a faint, warm smile on his lips. But with his sharp, angular face,

down her surprise. "Eugene, I thought

years ago. There was a project that required working with some local

"Oh... I see."

tea, unsure of what to say to the man in front

had been a childhood friend

family expectations, he had gone abroad early on. For all these years, they had completely lost touch. Whatever feelings of camaraderie they may have once had were long

they were practically strangers. What

reason she was there. She pulled out the red velvet box. "It's too valuable, I

"Because..."