GoodNovelChapter 1221
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. | can't give you the life you deserve." "You don't really believe that! If you did, why
can't you even lookin the eye?"
"Lydia..."
"Lookin the eye and tellit's over. If you can't do that, | 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 tI've seen you like this. Didn't go well, did it?"
Quincy forced a bitter smile. "She wantsto look her in the eye and tell her it's over. But | can't do it."
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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 them what you're capable of. The Quincy |
know doesn't give up so easily." Quincy looked at Nash, feeling a wave of gratitude, and then a new resolve
sparked in his eyes. Without wasting another second, he rushed out, determined to find Lydia.
But when he reached the street, he realized she hadn't gone far at all.
Lydia was sitting in a nearby café, staring blankly out the window, lost in thought.
A server approached her. "Excuse me, miss. Can | get you anything?"
"Just a cappuccino, please."
The violin music in the café played softly in the background, but Lydia couldn't hear it. All she could think about
was Quincy avoiding her gaze. He was running from her, from them.
"Idiot! Who cares about whether
all
you're good enough or not? If | say you're good enough, then that's all that matters!" Lydia slammed her bag on
the table, her eyes welling up with tears. "You're usually so smart, so why are you being so stubborn now?"
"Lydia!" a familiar voice called out.
She blinked, looking up in disbelief. There, standing in front of her, was Quincy. He was out of breath, disheveled,
and clearly having rushed to catch up with her.
She had never seen him look so unkempt. Quincy was always meticulous about his appearance, but now, it was
clear he didn't care about any of that. All that mattered was her.
"You... why did you cdown? | thought you didn't want to see me?" Lydia asked, her voice faltering.
Quincy shook his head vigorously. "No, that's not it. Lydia, everything I said earlier, it was all a lie. | don't want to
be apart from you. Not for a second."
"Then why did you say all that?"
"I lost my way for a moment," he admitted. "Thankfully, Mr. York snappedout of it. | realized that the only
reason your parents don't approve is because | haven't built something of my own yet."
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He took a deep breath, his voice filled with determination. "So, I'm going to build my own business. Lydia, will
you stay by my side while | do it?"
Lydia's eyes welled up with tears. She threw herself into his arms, her voice shaky with emotion. "Of course |
will."
"Congratulations, you two," the server said cheerfully as he placed her cappuccino on the table.
It was only then that Lydia realized they were still in the café. Embarrassed, she quickly let go of Quincy, her
cheeks flushed.
Quincy didn't rush to leave. Instead,
he sat with her for a while longer, and the two of them enjoyed a quiet moment together. Around them, other
patrons couldn't help but admire the couple, stealing glances filled with envy.
With Nash's full support, Quincy's company took off smoothly, focusing on real estate. Thanks to the connections
introduced by the York Corporation, everything fell into place. Deals were closed swiftly, and Quincy's company
quickly gained momentum.
Lydia often stopped by to lend a hand, and together they beca powerhouse team, securing major contracts
and watching the business flourish.
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