CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1226

Lydia was about to leave when Mr. Fay, who had remained silent until now, spoke up, his tone carrying an undeniable authority. "You're not going anywhere.

"There's a banquet tonight, hosted by the Ford family, to welcome back their son who just returned from studying abroad. He's your childhood friend, Eugene Ford. You're going, and that's final." There was no room for refusal in his voice.

The frustration Lydia had been holding in finally boiled over. "I'm not going."

Mr. Fay's expression darkened immediately. He was a man who rarely spoke, but when he did, he didn't like to be challenged. Lydia's defiance was testing his patience, and the only reason he wasn't already furious was because she was his daughter.

"Lydia, don't talk to your father like that," Mrs. Fay interjected, trying to calm the situation. "The Ford family has been close to us for generations, and Eugene is your childhood friend. It's only proper for you to show up and give them some respect." Lydia let out a cold laugh. "I know exactly what you're trying to do. You want to set me up with him, right?"

Mrs. Fay didn't deny it, but she pressed on. "It's not unreasonable. Eugene has always been fond of you, and-"

"I'm not going. There's no chance of that happening," Lydia cut her off, her voice firm.

Mr. Fay stood up abruptly, his face now mirroring the same cold smile. "Then don't expect to leave this house."

leave. Her parents locked her in, forcing her to attend the Ford family's banquet. They even confiscated her phone, leaving her no way to contact Quincy. She

Lydia dressed in a sleek black V-neck dress and headed to the Ford family's event, accompanied by Mrs. Fay, who had come along to ensure Lydia didn't

the car, Lydia's face was etched with displeasure. She barely acknowledged anyone who greeted her,

this, whispered sharply, "Fix your expression. Mrs. Ford is

walking toward them. Dressed in a tailored women's suit, her short hair giving off an air of authority, she looked less like

more

business

executive.

smiled warmly as

many years, but I'd

to your Aunt Nancy," Mrs. Fay urged, nudging

herself to suppress her irritation and awkwardly exchanged pleasantries with the woman she hadn't seen in years. "Oh, Eugene is here! Come over and see your

first instinct was to

in a tight grip, preventing any chance of escape.

of honor,