"Not a chance," Lisa snapped, her agitation causing the pliers to nick Nina's neck. Blood trickled down, and the onlookers gasped in horror."Well, then I can’t agree to your demands. Do whatever you want," Nash said, pulling out his phone, pretending to call the police, though his eyes never left Lisa. He was ready to act the moment she made a move.Lisa hesitated, realizing too late that she should have acted when she first entered the room. The arrival of the hospital director only added to her unease."Lisa, what are you doing? Let her go!" the director pleaded, trying to approach her. But Lisa pulled Nina closer and backed toward the window.Nina, sensing the danger, spoke softly, "You can still stop this. Once the police get here, it will be too late to turn back.""Think about your parents," the director added, hoping to appeal to her sense of reason.Nash quietly inched closer, but Lisa noticed and panicked. "If you come any closer, I’ll do it!" she screamed, tightening h
Nina did not want to argue, so she remained silent. Pharaoh was about to continue persuading her when Nash returned from his phone call, noticing the tension between them.He glanced at Nina, then at Pharaoh. "Father, what were you two talking about? Did something happen?"Pharaoh explained his concerns. "I suggested that she come back with me. That way, you can focus on your work without worrying."Nash smiled slightly, understanding his father-in-law's good intentions. "Is that all? There's no need to go to such lengths. I’ve already handed over the company matters to Quincy."Nina, feeling a bit guilty, asked, "Won’t that be too much for him? He hasn’t taken a day off in years."Nash chuckled, "He’s going on a business trip anyway. He’ll be with his new assistant, so the workload won’t be too heavy. It’ll give him a chance to relax."Nash wasn’t lying about the workload, but it was still no easy task. At that moment, Quincy was sitting at the airport with furrowed brows. His
Nash placed the warm milk in front of Nina, watching as she drank it."Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it," Quincy assured. "But we can’t just let them off without some kind of consequence."Nash frowned slightly, thinking for a moment. "You're right. They need to be disciplined, enough to earn the respect of the employees. I trust you'll handle it well. I’m busy on my end, so let’s leave it at that."After hanging up, Nash grabbed a napkin and gently wiped Nina’s mouth, sneaking in a quick kiss.Nina playfully rolled her eyes at him, but it was all in good humor. This had become their normal routine, and even Orion was shaking his head with a grin."What’s wrong? Am I not allowed to be nice to my wife?" Nash teased, lightly tapping Orion on the head.Orion laughed. "You are! I’m going to treat my wife just as well when I’m older!"Hearing their young son talk about marriage and taking care of his future wife made them both chuckle.As night fell, the city drifted into a sweet s
Quincy patted the young man who had cut in line on the shoulder and said, "Hey, please wait your turn."His tone was polite but firm. The young man, wearing a pair of flip-flops, turned around with a look of annoyance and snapped, "Mind your own business, man."Lydia tugged on Quincy's sleeve, shaking her head. "Let it go. It's not worth getting into a fight over."Quincy gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I've got this."He then stepped in front of the young man, which made Lydia nervous. She gripped her phone tightly, ready to call the police if things got out of hand. The guy looked like trouble, and she wasn't sure Quincy could handle him.The young man, now in Quincy's shadow, looked up with irritation. "What now...?"Before he could finish, Quincy cut him off with a voice that was still polite but carried an icy edge. "I suggest you watch your tone."As he spoke, Quincy casually stretched his neck and wrists, revealing the well-defined muscles in his arms. The sigh
The men sized up Lydia, and upon noticing her beauty, their faces immediately lit up with suggestive smiles."So, this is Miss Fay.""Miss Fay, you're quite young to have secured such a close position with Mr. York. You must be something special."Lydia’s expression remained unchanged. She had heard these kinds of remarks and seen these looks more times than she could count. If she let every one of them get to her, she would have been driven crazy long ago.Quincy’s eyes turned cold as he spoke up. "Lydia earned her role as Mr. York’s secretary through sheer ability. In fact, she’s even more capable than I am, and Mr. York holds her in high regard."Lydia was taken aback, glancing over at Quincy. She hadn’t expected him to stand up for her, let alone praise her at his own expense.The men quickly caught on, with one of the executives still grinning. "You’re right, Mr. Quincy. It seems you’re quite fond of Miss Fay."Lydia’s eyes grew cold. She had no intention of arguing with th
Quincy lifted his head and said, "Since it seems there's no sincere intent to cooperate, let's call it off and head back."The factory manager's expression tightened instantly. He quickly tried to persuade them, "Wait a moment, everything's negotiable. If the offer seems too low, why not stay the night and rest? You must be tired from the journey."Quincy was about to decline when Lydia cleared her throat. He glanced at her and then changed his mind, saying, "Alright, we'll stay the night."As night fell, Quincy turned to Lydia. "Why did you choose to stay?"He doubted it was because she was genuinely tired. Lydia's eyes sparkled with mischief as she replied, "No business is ever entirely clean. I noticed something illegal in this factory earlier, and I need tonight to confirm it. If I’m right, we can report them and shut this place down."She was visibly excited at the prospect. Quincy asked, "Are you sure?""If I’m right, with the right connections, we can shut them down
Sweat started to bead on Quincy’s forehead, and he silently cursed himself for his foolishness. They continued running, but Lydia was quickly running out of steam. Despite pushing herself, her heavy breathing made it clear she couldn't keep up much longer."Quincy, go on without me. Don’t worry about me," she panted."No way. Get on my back," Quincy insisted.Lydia froze for a moment, shaking her head. "N-no, I’m too heavy.""Come on, if we waste any more time, they’ll catch us," he urged.Realizing the urgency, Lydia didn’t argue further. She wrapped her arms around Quincy’s neck. "Am I too heavy?" she asked, feeling guilty for slowing them down and wishing she had trained more.Quincy shifted her on his back with ease. "You’re light as a feather. No problem at all," he said, trying to comfort her.Lydia couldn’t help but laugh at the exaggeration.Quincy glanced at her with a playful smirk. "You know, if we die together like this, does it count as a tragic romance?"The qu
Lydia instinctively grabbed onto Quincy, her fear taking hold. Realizing the situation, she slowly let go and looked around frantically. She picked up a nearby stick, trying to steady herself. "Come on, I’m not afraid of you," she said, her voice trembling slightly.Quincy quickly placed his hand over hers. "Don’t provoke it," he warned.The snake's cold eyes glinted as it hissed and suddenly lunged forward. "Ah!" Lydia screamed, swinging the stick wildly with her eyes squeezed shut. The snake coiled around the stick and struck, sinking its fangs into her leg before slithering away.Lydia gasped and collapsed to the ground, staring in shock at the two puncture marks on her leg. The courage she had forced herself to muster vanished instantly. Panic overtook her, and she began to cry, "Quincy, Quincy, am I going to die?"Quincy grabbed her hand, trying to calm her. "Don’t worry, you’ll be okay. Just stay calm."Without hesitation, he lowered his mouth to the bite on her leg, tryin