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."

tension. Lydia's cheeks flushed as she retorted, "Who asked you to come along? I can

next day, Lydia arrived at

the note had arranged to meet at

effort to find the shop, and when she did, she was

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

surprise. "Eugene,

There was a project that required

"Oh... I see."

and took a sip of tea, unsure

Ford had been a childhood

he had gone abroad early on. For all these years, they had completely lost touch. Whatever feelings of camaraderie they

strangers. What could

you, right?" Lydia put down her cup, remembering the reason she was there. She pulled out the red velvet box. "It's too valuable, I can't accept it." Eugene stared directly at her. "Why

"Because..."