Nearly fifteen minutes had passed when Eugene finally emerged.

His expression hadn't changed. He was calm and unreadable, just as it had been when he went in. There was no hint of whether the deal had gone through or not. Everyone around was left speculating.

"I bet it didn't go through. You know how Mr. Quincy is. He's easygoing most of the time, but once he sets his mind on something, he doesn't let go."

"Who knows? Maybe it worked out after all."

"Ha! Care to place a bet on it?"

With no official word from Quincy, the employees could only guess. But Lydia had a different approach. She could just ask.

When she entered the office, there was an unopened file on Quincy's desk, next to a pen that seemed freshly used. Her heart skipped a beat.

Had the rumors been true? Did he really agree to work with Eugene?

no point in dwelling on assumptions when she could face the truth head-on. "Quincy,

was stunned. "You... you just ripped it

"It was the transfer deed

deed for Southland?" Lydia asked,

in the Southland area, and the company had just held a meeting about making it their next target. They were prepared to pay top

was, casually discarding an

a fortune." Lydia whispered,

a steady gaze. "I didn't need his offer. We've got people handling the auction, and we'll get what we

of this for her. Without another word, she turned

it," Quincy said softly, holding her close. "We'll get the property on

pull away, but he gently held her

"Mom," he said quietly.

that, Lydia stiffened in his

the phone. "Quincy, when are you going to divorce Lydia?" Lydia felt like a bucket of cold water had just been dumped over her, chilling her to

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