Mr. Fay clutched his chest, his voice pained. “Lydia, you’d go this far for a man? You’d hurt your parents like this?”Mrs. Fay, equally panicked, pleaded, “Lydia, put the knife down. Your father’s health isn’t good. Please, don’t make him worry anymore!”But Lydia didn’t lower the knife. Instead, she let out a bitter laugh. “You’re asking me not to hurt him, not to hurt you. But what about me? Have you thought about the fact that you’re hurting me? I’ve always been the obedient daughter, doing everything to make you happy.“Even when I took the job as a secretary at York Corporation, it was because you wanted me to gain some experience. But now, what’s it turned into?“I never dated in college, never had a boyfriend. Now I’ve finally found someone I love, and Quincy treats me so well. Why can’t I be with him?“Is Quincy such a terrible person?”If he were, Nash wouldn’t have trusted and mentored him all these years. Quincy was capable and respected in the industry, with many com
“You went to see Lydia. Did you hit a wall with her parents? What do they want? Are they looking for York Corporation’s help?” Nash, having experienced his fair share of similar situations, could easily guess what was going on with Quincy.Quincy sighed, trying to shut down the conversation. “Mr. York, it’s over between Lydia and me.”Nash was taken aback by how quickly things had ended. Quincy had just proposed to Lydia, and it was clear they had feelings for each other. Lydia wouldn’t have accepted the proposal if she didn’t care deeply for him. It seemed like this so-called “breakup” was more about her parents’ interference than anything else.Nash, having been through his own share of challenges, saw how special Quincy and Lydia’s relationship was and didn’t want it to end over something like this.“Lydia loves you, and you love her. Just calling it quits, don’t you think that’s a waste?” Nash put down the papers he was holding and walked over to Quincy. “You’re not a kid
As Lydia stared at Quincy with questioning eyes, his usual calm demeanor cracked slightly, revealing a trace of pain. He turned his head away, avoiding her gaze. "Your parents are right," he said quietly. "They're just looking out for you. I'm just an assistant. I can't give you the life you deserve.""You don't really believe that! If you did, why can't you even look me in the eye?""Lydia…""Look me in the eye and tell me it's over. If you can't do that, I won't believe a word you say."With that, Lydia walked away.Not long after she left, Nash returned to his office and found Quincy sitting with his head hung low. "This is the first time I've seen you like this. Didn’t go well, did it?"Quincy forced a bitter smile. "She wants me to look her in the eye and tell her it’s over. But I can't do it."Nash sighed and put a hand on his shoulder. "If that's the case, stop hesitating. If her parents don’t think you’re good enough, prove them wrong. Start your own company and show t
The number of employees in the company gradually increased, and once they realized that their bosses were a loving couple, they all admired their relationship.“Our Vice President and President have such a great relationship!”“No kidding, but I wonder why they haven’t gotten married yet.”“Maybe they’re just focused on their careers. Both of them are in a phase of career growth, so it might not be the right time for marriage. But I think it’s just a matter of time.”Every day was busy, but Lydia couldn’t hide the smile on her face, no matter how hard she tried.Seeing her like this, Quincy felt even more grateful for his decision. Thankfully, he hadn’t given up and had made the right choice. He was also increasingly thankful for Nash, who had helped him.Nash, however, didn’t think much of it. “Compared to what you did for me back then, this help is nothing.”As they chatted, they walked outside.At that moment, they saw Lydia holding a bouquet of red roses.She was wearing a
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 a
"All that’s left is to get my parents' approval, and then we can get married. You’ll give us your blessing, won’t you?" Lydia asked with a sweet smile.Eugene’s eyes darkened, his fists clenching tightly beneath the table.Lydia was a smart and perceptive woman. She was using polite small talk to indirectly push him away. She had seen through his intentions from the start, but she wasn’t interested. In her heart, she had already chosen someone better.The burning jealousy within him threatened to tear apart his composure. Eugene could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. He forced a smile, his tone strained. "If your parents haven’t approved, it means he’s not the right one for you."You’ve always been this way. You’re stubborn, only going after what you want. But what you want isn’t always what’s best for you."Before Lydia could respond, Eugene stood up and left, ending their meeting on a bitter note.On the way back, Lydia explained her history with Eugene to Quincy. Even
Nash had proposed several solutions for Quincy to consider, leaving the final decision to him. Shortly after, the meeting ended, and Quincy returned to his office, reflecting on everything that had happened. He massaged his temples, feeling the weight of exhaustion on his shoulders.“Quincy! I heard something serious happened with the company. Are you okay?” Lydia burst into the office, clearly worried.“What are you doing here?” Quincy instinctively tried to hide his fatigue, not wanting her to see how worn out he was. “Didn’t I tell you there’s no need to come to the office every day? It’s no good if you tire yourself out.”Seeing him forcing a smile despite his exhaustion, Lydia’s frustration flared up. “Stop pretending with me!”“I heard everything on the way here,” Lydia continued, her voice tinged with anger and concern. “They’re saying that many of our partners have backed out, and the company might face a financial crisis. Why didn’t you tell me any of this?”Her frustra
Lydia was about to leave when Mr. Fay, who had remained silent until now, spoke up, his tone carrying an undeniable authority. "You’re not going anywhere.“There’s a banquet tonight, hosted by the Ford family, to welcome back their son who just returned from studying abroad. He’s your childhood friend, Eugene Ford. You’re going, and that’s final.”There was no room for refusal in his voice.The frustration Lydia had been holding in finally boiled over. “I’m not going.”Mr. Fay’s expression darkened immediately. He was a man who rarely spoke, but when he did, he didn’t like to be challenged. Lydia’s defiance was testing his patience, and the only reason he wasn’t already furious was because she was his daughter.“Lydia, don’t talk to your father like that,” Mrs. Fay interjected, trying to calm the situation. “The Ford family has been close to us for generations, and Eugene is your childhood friend. It’s only proper for you to show up and give them some respect.”Lydia let out a co