CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 1223

Lydia quickly closed the box. "Nobody is allowed to say a word about this."

With everyone around her confused, she hurried back to her office. Once she reached Quincy's desk, she placed the red velvet box in front of him.

Quincy took one look and understood immediately. “Is it from that person again?”

“It seems so,” Lydia replied, her brows furrowing slightly. She had no idea what that person wanted by sending her gifts so frequently. “This time, there was even a note inside asking me to meet him tomorrow.”

Quincy picked up the note, and it was just as she said, with a specific address included.

“Moon Studios is not far from the office,” he commented.

“Are you suggesting I go meet him?”

Quincy set the note down, his voice calm and rational. Ever since starting the company, his authority had grown with each passing day.

The Quincy standing before her was no longer just an assistant. He had become a true leader.

“Go meet him. It’ll be a good chance to find out what he’s really after. Don’t worry, I’ll go with you.”

A sudden smile spread across Quincy's face, breaking the earlier tension. Lydia’s cheeks flushed as she retorted, “Who asked you to come along? I can handle something this small on my own!”

Despite her words, Lydia didn’t reject Quincy's offer to accompany her.

The next day, Lydia arrived at Moon Studios.

The person who left the note had arranged to meet at an old record shop.

It took Lydia quite a bit of effort to find the shop, and when she did, she was surprised to see a familiar face.

“It’s been a long time. You haven’t changed a bit,” said the man in a tailored suit, a faint, warm smile on his lips. But with his sharp, angular face, the smile felt anything but sincere.

Lydia pushed down her surprise. “Eugene, I thought you went abroad?”

Lydia felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Eugene’s gaze was so direct that it made her uncomfortable, yet he kept bringing up their childhood connection as if that justified everything.

This left her with no way to refuse without feeling guilty.

Just as she found herself stuck in an awkward dilemma, the door to the record shop opened. A tall, graceful figure walked in.

“I don’t think she should be accepting gifts from other men now, so I’ll kindly ask you to take it back.”

“Quincy, you’re here.” Lydia let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

As long as Quincy was around, she didn’t have to feel anxious or scared.

Eugene turned to look at Quincy. “And who might you be?”

“He’s my boyfriend,” Lydia said, linking her arm with Quincy's and smiling. “Eugene, you came back suddenly, so maybe you don’t know yet. I’m already with someone I care about.”