CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"It's no trouble at all," Tiffany said with a smile, shaking her head. The chance to spend more time with Quincy was something she eagerly welcomed, not something she would find bothersome. Mabel gave a slightly awkward grin. "Quincy, she really does know what I like. We have a lot in common."

Quincy didn't say anything as he turned and headed for the door. They had planned everything out, and if he refused, they would label him as ungrateful. That would mean his mom might refuse her medications and treatments.

He didn't mind bearing the reputation of being unfilial, but he couldn't stand the thought of his mother's health deteriorating over it.

Tiffany quickly followed, happily chatting all the way to the mall, though Quincy remained silent. He was just going through the motions.

In the cosmetics section on the first floor, Tiffany picked up two shades of lipstick and asked him, "Quincy, which color do you think looks better?"

He glanced at them. "Aren't they the same?"

this one is burnt orange, and

he replied with barely

the lipsticks back and moved on to browse other products. When she glanced up while testing foundation, she noticed Lydia in the

Perfect, she thought. Lydia was

at his arm. "This store doesn't have what I

his patience nearly gone. "You're exhausting," he muttered, pulling away from her grasp as he strode

before Lydia spotted then, Tiffany managed to grab

off once more. "Can you

Lydia. His eyes turned red, and

forward with a smirk. "Quincy, you have your