Chapter 1251

Lydia's face turned pale as all the blood seemed to drain from her body. Her hands trembled slightly, and she could feel every muscle in her chest tightening painfully.

Quincy clenched his fists, barely containing his frustration.

"You're being too harsh. This isn’t Lydia’s fault, and you owe her an apology," Quincy demanded, his voice firm.

Mrs. Perez scoffed. "Fine, I’ll apologize," she said, though her tone was anything but sincere. "Miss Lydia, I hope you can understand. While we may not be some grand, wealthy family, both Quincy’s father and I have spent our lives in education. We come from a respectable background, and quite frankly, our family can’t accept someone like you."

She didn’t mince words, and the effect was immediate.

Lydia felt like she had been stripped bare and tossed out into the street, vulnerable and humiliated. A fire of shame burned in her chest, making it hard to breathe. Every part of her body screamed for her to leave this place, to escape the suffocat