CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1409

Mrs. Perez, furious, cursed at her, "I must have been blind to ever consider you as a potential daughter-in-law. Thank goodness my son doesn't like you. If you'd actually gotten into our family, you would've turned our lives upside down!" "Well, you came to me first," Tiffany shot back, pressing forward. "You made me the 'other woman' and even had me drink that 'special' tea. Who knows what effects that drink might have had on my health?"

Since they were fully at odds now, Tiffany didn't hold back. "I'll give you two options. Either you make sure I marry Quincy or you give me a payout. You managed to drug him once, so you can do it again or give me a payout of ten million." Mrs. Perez's jaw dropped at the demand. "Ten million? You must be dreaming!"

Such an amount would be enough to live off for several lifetimes. And even if her son had that much in liquid assets, which was doubtful, it was hard-earned money. She would never let Tiffany take it so easily.

"No money? Fine, don't blame me for what comes next." Tiffany pulled out her phone and held the screen toward Mrs. Perez.

A cold wave of dread washed over her. "What are you planning to do?"

"Oh, just share all your wonderful deeds with the online world," Tiffany replied smugly. "Your son's a company CEO, and his wife is the daughter of the Fay family. Once this hits the internet, people will tear you apart." Mrs. Perez began to shake. Tiffany was pushing her into a corner, knowing full well that she had nothing left to lose. Today, she would get her ten million, one way or another.

this low?" Mrs. Perez's lips trembled. She tried to sit up,

that moment, Mrs.

had

by a false image

Tiffany's sweet, flattering

personality. By contrast, Lydiale

genuine, never

on an act.

woman manipulate her and nearly lost a daughter-in-law like Lydia. Tiffany cut off her thoughts with a cold demand. "Enough talking. Are you paying or not? Decide fast. If you're not giving me the money,

as I leave, you'll just go crying to your son. No, it's either cash

shoving her phone in Mrs.