CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 1212

Before Orion could respond, the woman continued, "Look at them, doting over your sister. They haven’t even looked your way."

She clearly had ulterior motives.

Freya stepped in, pulling Orion aside and shooting back at the woman, “Ma’am, that’s not how it is. My sister and brother-in-law adore both their children equally. Please don’t spread nonsense.”

The woman sneered, sizing up Freya with disdain. “You’re not Mrs. York, so how would you know? It’s obvious they favor the daughter more. Was there this much fuss when Orion was born? I don’t recall seeing any of this.”

Orion scoffed, “Just because you didn’t see it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. And unless you’re my parents, how would you know how much they love me?”

Freya gave him a discreet thumbs-up.

The woman, still not ready to back down, opened her mouth to say more, but Orion cut her off.

Raising his chin, his eyes met hers with a defiant gleam. “I’m guessing your parents didn’t care much about you, did they? That’s probably why you think this way. I get it. But hey, it’s a happy day today. Why not have another drink and lighten up?”

With that, he took Freya’s hand and led her toward Nash and Nina.

Freya quietly filled Nina in on what had just happened, and Nina couldn’t help but be impressed by Orion’s composure.

“He’s got a bit of Nash in him,” she whispered. “I can see him growing up to be just like his father.”

Just then, the music began to play, signaling the start of the family’s speech.

Orion set his glass down and called out to Nash, “Dad, can I do it?”

Nina gave Nash a gentle nudge, encouraging him to let Orion take the lead.

Nash agreed, leaning down to whisper, “You’re really stepping up, kid.”

Orion grinned, taking the microphone and stepping onto the stage.

One guest called out, “Mr. York, it’s such a joyous occasion. How about a family photo?”

Nash smiled, “You’re right. Let’s take a family photo. It’ll just take a moment, folks.”

Laughter and playful banter filled the room as guests teased, “Mr. York, you’re in such a good mood today. Does that mean you’ll be just as agreeable about business deals?”

Nash turned to Quincy with a grin, “Work-related matters go through my assistant. Quincy, you know what to do.”

Quincy raised his glass in acknowledgment, smiling as he toasted the crowd.

“Speaking of special moments,” Quincy continued, “I’m going to take advantage of Mr. York’s spotlight today and make a little request of my own.”

Before anyone could react, Quincy pulled out a ring and got down on one knee in front of Lydia.

“Lydia Fay, will you marry me?”