CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Mrs. Adams transferred the payment quickly. "Let's add each other as contacts," she suggested. "Our place needs cleaning three times a week, and if we're ever away, you could stop by daily. I'll reach out directly."

"Sounds good. I'll be on my way, then." Jamie returned the cleaning supplies to the service room and headed out. High-end apartments were convenient. With all the cleaning supplies provided, she didn't need to bring a thing. She only had to show up. Behind her, she could hear Mr. Adams complimenting his wife, "Is that the new dress you bought? It looks amazing on you, really brings out your glow. You're looking better every day."

He had a comfortable life in a city-center luxury apartment and a high-paying job, not because of his talent, but thanks to his wife's connections and background.

Though he resented her, privately thinking of her as frumpy and unattractive, he was always quick to lavish her with praise.

As for Jamie? He hadn't succeeded today, but he figured he would get another chance.

......

Meanwhile, Ben had just arrived at his law office, where he organized his materials and prepared for a meeting with a client.

They discussed the case in detail, and as they wrapped up, the client leaned forward, saying, "Mr. Lucas, we really need to win this case. I've put together a little thank-you gift for you on top of your fees."Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The client handed over a bag filled

with small gold bars. Ben didn't even glance at it before pushing it back. "You're my client. I'll give this case my all, no need for anything extra.

It's just my job."

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"Thank you, Mr. Lucas, truly." The client left, profusely grateful, joining his girlfriend outside. The couple linked arms and walked together toward their car.

Ben felt a pang of nostalgia. He and

Jamie used to be like that,

celebrating the good and working,

through the tough times

side-by-side. They had been

inseparable. But now, things were so

painfully different.

Before he could dwell on it, his phone rang The familiar ringtone he had kept for years momentarily sparked hope that Jamie was

calling He checked the screene

to realize he had let his imagination

get the best of him.

Answering, he asked, "Caden? What's up? Didn't expect to hear from you today."

Caden Smith hesitated on the other end. "I've... run into some trouble and, well, I was hoping you could lend me some money."

Money was nothing more than a figure to Ben. Without hesitation, he asked, "How much do you need?"

"I need..." Caden trailed off, sounding hesitant.

After a beat, Ben prompted him again, "Just tell me the amount. We've known each other long enough, and I know your situation. Name the number, and I'll transfer it right now." Ben and Caden had been college friends, both majoring in law.