LittleNovelChapter 1254 Chapter 1254 Eugene's lips pressed into a thin line, his dark eyes staring off into nowhere.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFinally, the project leader, his voice hoarse from presenting, paused and looked at him expectantly. "Mr. Ford, what do you think?" "It's fine," Eugene replied dismissively, rising from his seat without much interest. "Let's go with that." Without waiting for a reaction from his bewildered employees, Eugene left the room. As soon as he stepped outside, his assistant hurried up to him, looking flustered. "Mr. Ford! There's someone here, demanding to see you." Eugene paused mid-step. Moments later, he was downstairs, and as expected, he cface to face with Quincy. The tension between them was palpable, even more intense than it had been on the yacht. Both men stood rigid, cold expressions on their faces, as if a fight could break out at any moment.
The receptionist, sensing the hostility, looked on nervously, fearing she might get caught in the middle of whatever was about to unfold.
"Where is Lydia?" Quincy demanded, his voice icy.
He had spent all night searching, going to her family's house and checking every possible place. The only logical conclusion was that Eugene had taken her. After all, he had a history of doing just that.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEugene, hands casually tucked in his pockets, raised an eyebrow, his tone indifferent. "I don't know what you're talking about." Quincy's anger flared.
"Don't play dumb, Eugene. You know exactly what I mean. No one else is obsessed with Lydia the way you are. And don't think I'm unaware that you've been pulling strings behind the scenes, stirring up all that online gossip." Their eyes met. Quincy's gaze was filled with anger and barely restrained fury while Eugene's was sharp with provocation. The receptionist covered her mothe shock, worried about the fallout from this confrontation.
in Eugene remained evasive, unwilling to reveal anything about Lydia's whereabouts. Quincy's patience was running, thin, but even so, he wasn't the type to cause a scene in public. Stepping closer, he locked eyes with Eugene, the tension between them electric.
"I will find her," Quincy said, his voice low and dangerous. "Lydia is my wife. Don't forget that." The fake smile on Eugene's face faded slowly, as if the pretense had been peeled away, revealing something much darker underneath. His eyes turned cold and calculating, as though weighing the consequences of eliminating Quincy from the picture entirely.
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