CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1278

Quincy turned back to Lydia, his expression softening. "I have something to take care of tonight. If you need anything, just call me, alright? I'll be back as soon as I can." Lydia's lips moved, as if she wanted to ask where he was going, but in the end, she didn't say a word.

Quincy left the hospital and headed straight to a four-star hotel. Mrs. Perez had reserved a private dining room there earlier, and Quincy was the last to arrive.

As he stood outside the door, he could hear the laughter and lively conversation from within. He clenched his fists, his eyes darkening as he recalled what Nash had told him the other day.

"Your housekeeper, Mrs. Lucy, took leave recently, right?" Nash had asked. "Before she left, I had a word with her. If you spoke to her too, you should know who was around the day Lydia fell ill."

That conversation had sent a chill down Quincy's spine, sparking a suspicion he didn't want to believe. Deep down, he had probably suspected this person all along, but he had refused to entertain the thought.

But now, here he was, standing in front of the door, forced to confront the truth.

With a loud thud, Quincy pushed the door open.

The lively chatter inside came to an abrupt halt, and all eyes turned to him. There was his mother, and sitting beside her was the woman she had been praising endlessly, Tiffany. Next to Tiffany was an older woman, who seemed to be her mother. This was the "old friend" Quincy's mother had been talking about for so long.

to something Mrs. Lucy had said, "That drink Mrs. Lydia had, I heard it was some kind of special herbal

gaze fixed on Tiffany and her mother, making them both shift uncomfortably in

closer to her mother,

Quincy's mother, unsure. "Is this

meet Aunt Clara. We've been

toward Tiffany, smiling even wider. "And this is Tiffany,

she's top of her class in the arts. She's been touring with an orchestra. Isn't that impressive?"

clearly embarrassed. "Mrs. Perez, you're too kind. It's really not that big of a deal," she said modestly, though her gaze kept flicking over

cold expression and fierce demeanor had frightened her. He looked more like

the initial

His chiseled features and sharp jawline were flawless giving

The tailored

suit he

lean

almond-shaped eyes radiated an