CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1612

Mr. Lucas never truly had the best interests of either of his sons at heart. Forcing them into an uncomfortable relationship, knowing their complicated dynamic, was more like raising fighting insects in a jar to see which one would survive.

Noah's expression darkened slightly as he looked at Ben's aloof demeanor. He curled his lips into a mocking smile. "I've always hated that superior attitude of yours. You're only where you are because you were born lucky." "If you're finished, you can leave," Ben said flatly, uninterested in listening to Noah's ramblings.

Noah let out a cold laugh. "You used to take everything for granted. But now that I'm here, you don't still think Lucas Corporation is entirely under your control, do you? Let's see how things go."

Ben watched him leave with icy eyes.

When the office door swung open, Jamie stepped back, her expression cool and detached, clearly unwilling to engage with Noah. But Noah, being someone who never understood boundaries, did not take the hint. "Jamie, we meet again. What did I say last time?" he said with a teasing smile.

"Mr. Vice President," she replied, addressing him formally and keeping her tone distant.

Seeing her frosty demeanor, Noah glanced back toward Ben's office with a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Working with my brother must be exhausting. Looking at his frosty face all day would wear anyone down. Why don't you come work for me instead? I'm still in need of a secretary."

sharp, icy voice from Ben, interrupted from behind. "Noah, am I

to retort, but Jamie cut him off first, politely yet firmly rejecting him. "I'm not

an ounce of face, brushing past him without a

of documents on his desk. "Mr.

didn't leave immediately but

his head, he said curtly, "If you have something to say, say

to his icy tone earlier,

him, already aware of what was likely on

Just a small movement,

do with me," he replied coolly, though the slight upward curl of his lips betrayed his

improve as they hoped. While the Old District project finally found its footing, Ben had already planned

fan the flames. Before long, Ben received word that the law firm had

reaction was calm. When he went to formally resign, he

as they walked out, Ben held a neat stack