The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 1241

A Fake Pregnancy?

Quincy hesitated.

After all, a fake pregnancy is just that - fake.

Even if she could deceive Everett, fool the Lopez family, but... what about the baby in the end?

She couldn't possibly just adopt one, could she? This lie would then have to be maintained for a lifetime.

And if she were to claim a miscarriage later on, wouldn't she lose her trump card? Once the deception was unveiled, she'd be back to square one, or perhaps even in a worse position! She'd be at the mercy of others.

"Is there another way?"

"If you're against a fake pregnancy, then..." her friend pondered for a moment, "how about this: the next time you and he are together, rush to the clinic the very next day! I can help you save... well, his contribution. That way, if you don't get pregnant naturally, you can consider IVF!"

Quincy's eyes widened in shock.

"Is that really possible?"

"Technically, it's not allowed, but..." her friend paused, giving her a knowing smile.

Quincy grabbed her friend's hand, lowering her voice, "Money's no object. As long as I can have his child, I'm willing to pay you five hundred thousand."

"Five... five hundred thousand?"

"Yes."

Her friend had thought a few thousand would suffice; she hadn't expected Quincy to offer half a million right off the bat.

With that, she eagerly agreed.

"I'll definitely help you with this."

...

Leaving the clinic, Quincy's expression was visibly more relaxed.

She sent Everett a message, [Mr. Lopez, everyone loves my homemade soup. Maybe I could have a chance to show off my cooking skills sometime?]

There was no reply, but Quincy didn't overthink it.

Quincy put away her phone, planning to head to the supermarket to pick up some ingredients for the soup she intended to cook for Everett, to bring with her to the hotel later.

Just as she took a step, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her path!

"Quincy."

She instinctively looked up—

The man was tall, forcing her to tilt her head back to see his face.

He was a stranger.

"Who are you?"

"I have feelings for Dorothy."

The man's statement was direct.

It took Quincy a moment to process his words, then she responded, "If you like Dorothy, you should tell her that! Why come to me?"