CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 1359

“Of course not! There's nothing between us,” Quincy hurried to explain.

Tears welled up in Tiffany's eyes as she looked at Quincy, her expression filled with sorrow. She lowered her head, as if making some big decision.

Then, turning to Mr. Fay, she said, “I only see Quincy as an older brother. We have always treated each other as siblings, so please don’t misunderstand our relationship, and definitely don’t say things like that.”

That was the last straw for Mr. Fay. He wasn’t stupid. Just looking at Tiffany’s expression made it clear that their relationship was far from innocent. Brother and sister? What a joke.

“I’d say you two are more like ‘lovers pretending to be siblings.’ Now that the divorce is final, you can go be as close as you want, but spare me the act! It’s disgusting!” Mr. Fay spat, releasing Quincy’s collar and shaking off the frustration with a sharp clap of his hands.

His heart broke for Lydia, who had wasted so much time on a man like this.

“It’s not like that at all! We’ve never crossed any lines. Nothing happened between us. Quincy, please explain! Your divorce with her had nothing to do with me,” Tiffany pleaded, seizing the moment to stand beside Quincy. She reached for his hand, her body subtly leaning against his, playing up her vulnerability.

Meanwhile, Eugene quickly snapped a photo of the scene and sent it to Lydia, adding a message to further stir the pot.

Quincy shoved Tiffany away, not bothering to hide his disgust. “Get lost!”

He had tolerated his mother recognizing Tiffany as a goddaughter because of her health scare, but that had nothing to do with him.

“This is my house. The both of you, get out,” Mr. Fay said, pointing toward the door. “I don’t want to see your face here again. And if you dare come back, I’ll have security throw you out.”

“Mr. Fay, that’s too much! How can you kick Quincy out like this? You’ve been spreading lies online, accusing us of things that aren’t true. Now the whole internet is attacking him, and you don’t feel any guilt? Shouldn’t you at least try to make it right?” Tiffany cried, picking herself up off the floor and blocking Quincy’s way once more.

Guilt? Make it right? Mr. Fay nearly laughed out loud in disbelief.

How could they even dare to say such things? His daughter, Lydia, was the one who had suffered the most, and now they expected him to compensate Quincy?