CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Hold on, I have something to announce," Noah suddenly raised his hand. "I've already secured the bid for South Haven District." Everyone froze in surprise.

Even Jamie couldn't hide the flicker of astonishment in her eyes. The bid for South Haven District was already locked down?

Hearing the murmurs in the room, Noah propped his elbow on the table, resting his chin on his hand. He tilted his head back with a deliberate smirk. "Oh, you didn't know? Looks like I forgot to mention it. But everyone should know about something this significant. Don't you think so?"

As he spoke, his gaze shifted directly to Ben. The tension in the room thickened instantly, suffocating enough to make everyone want to bolt for the door.

Jamie's concern grew as she glanced at Ben.

"Then move on to the next project. South Haven District isn't the only one project that the company is working on," Ben replied smoothly, his tone calm and composed, without a hint of hesitation. Noah's smile faltered, his expression stiffening.

Jamie felt a wave of relief wash over her. Ben had handled the situation far better than she had anticipated, shutting Noah down without missing a beat.

The meeting resumed, but the awkwardness now shifted entirely to Noah. After his earlier boast was brushed aside so effortlessly, it was clear who was left red-faced.

*

As the meeting adjourned, Jamie stayed behind to gather the documents, falling a step or two behind Bem. He hadn't gone far, his slower pace almost as though he were waiting for her. Just as she was about to catch up, Noah called her from behind.

proving tricky, so

Jamie couldn't help but wonder

made myself clear last time. I don't want

to leave, Noah chuckled darkly. "Do you think that means Ben will marry you? Dream on. Our father would never approve of something

face him. "If this is your way of convincing me, you're

could you not?"

I don't anymore," Jamie replied firmly. "I'm just doing what I need to

a sidelong glance, she walked away

fists clenched tightly, the veins in his hands bulging with

the same,

Ben? Why was it that everything Noah struggled to grasp slipped so

because he

fist into the wall.

*

her, his face clouded and his tone frosty. "How long does it take to gather a

his

at her. "You're