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Mr. Fay maintained outward respect for Quincy in front of the business partner, formally introducing him, though he didn't mention that Quincy was his future son-in-law.

"So, this is one of Mr. Fay's younger associates, huh? He certainly looks capable!" the business partner praised.

""You're too kind," Quincy replied modestly.

Despite the polite introduction, both Quincy and the business partner sensed the subtle distance in Mr. Fay's tone when referring to him. This led the business partner to form a somewhat mixed impression of Quincy.

Still, Quincy remained calm and composed. After a brief round of small talk, they sat down for dinner. The meal, served in a luxurious five-star hotel, was abundant. However, Quincy's mind was elsewhere, focused on Lydia.

He knew she had been struggling with morning sickness lately, and he was usually the one making sure she ate properly. He couldn't help but wonder how she was managing on her own.

Quincy discreetly pulled out his phone under the table and sent Lydia a quick message. She responded almost immediately, and they began exchanging casual messages throughout the dinner.

By the end of it, Quincy was smiling without even realizing it, his lips curling up naturally as he texted her. Mr. Fay noticed the interaction and the affectionate way Quincy had saved his daughter's contact. With a soft scoff, he thought to himself, "At least he treats my daughter well."

Still, Mr. Fay hadn't taken Quincy all that seriously yet. He had never seen Quincy in action at work. However, when the business partner started asking more pointed questions about the project, Mr. Fay's opinion of Quincy began to shift. The partner posed a tricky question. "I hear your company is fairly new, relying on support from the York Corporation, correct?"

Quincy acknowledged it openly. "That's correct."

"So, your confidence stems from that partnership?"

Quincy smiled, putting his phone away. "I'd be happy to discuss that in detail. Would you mind giving me fifteen minutes?" He then pulled out a thoroughly prepared proposal, something he had worked on before even arriving in Salt City.

Over the next fifteen minutes, Quincy showcased his competence, confidently walking the business partner through every aspect of the project. Even Mr. Fay, who had initially been uninterested, found himself listening attentively. "Mr. Fay, you've really brought me a top-notch partner!" the business partner said excitedly.

Mr. Fay snapped out of his thoughts and, upon glancing at Quincy again, felt a more complex mixture of emotions.

Later, as they walked back to their hotel rooms, Mr. Fay stopped Quincy. Though his tone remained cool, there was a hint of

acknowledgment. "I'll admit, you're good at what you do. I'm not sure why someone with your skills was just an assistant.

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"I understand," Quincy replied calmly, without a trace of resentment. "And I've already promised I'll work hard to meet them."

Mr. Fay was taken aback by the lack of defensiveness. It was like throwing a punch that landed on cotton. He didn't know how to respond.

After securing the deal, the next

steps were to sign contracts and conduct an on-site visit to the land where the office building would be constructed. Since Mr. Fay had orchestrated the deal, he joined them for the site visit as well.

Quincy, having left his phone at the hotel due to a low battery, missed a few calls from Lydia during the trip.

Back at the company office, Lydia

listened to the busy signal for the

eline

third time, her frown deepening. Her right eyelid twitched relentlessly, a bad omen that filled her with growing unease. Urged by the nagging feeling, she tried calling again.

But no matter how many times she dialed, Quincy didn't answer.

"What could he be doing that he's not even picking up my calls? It's driving me crazy," Lydia muttered to herself, her frustration mounting.

She absentmindedly scrolled through her phone and stumbled upon a video she had seen earlier. There was a warning clip about potential earthquakes in Salt City over the next two days, with a magnitude ranging from 4 to 5. Her secretary placed a cup of coffee on the table and tried to comfort her. "Don't worry too much, Miss Lydia. That video might just be a prank or exaggeration."