The conference room hummed with murmurs as Quinn walked in. Dressed in a tailored white suit with a thin black belt cinched around her waist, and a black stiletto, Quinn walked to the front, standing confidently in front of all the employees. Standing behind her was Ivan. His navy blue suit fit him perfectly. The suit jacket was unbuttoned, revealing the white shirt he wore underneath. Eva stood amongst the employees, almost standing in front, as she stared at Ivan with love. She wore a soft lavender dress that hugged her curves. Due to how the gown was, it portrayed the bump in her belly. Her hand rested protectively on her belly, as she rubbed it slowly. Quinn approached the podium with grace, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor, echoing through the room that was now silent. She placed her hands firmly on the edge of the podium and scanned the room, taking in the faces of those who had supported her and helped the company grow, as well as the new faces filled with

Ivan paced the halls of the hospital, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the space. His mind was racing, his heart pounding in his chest as he glanced anxiously at the double doors that separated him from Eva. Every moment that passed felt like an eternity, the weight of uncertainty and what might have happened to her pressed down on him like a heavy blanket. Dressed in a burgundy knee-length gown, Quinn had come straight from a meeting the moment she heard the news. Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, but her posture remained composed as she leaned slightly against the wall. “It’ll be alright,” Quinn said softly, her voice was calm as she tried to offer reassurance. “Eva’s strong. She’ll pull through.”Ivan nodded, though his stomach continued to twist in knots. He could not shake the fear that something might go wrong. He kept glancing at the door, hoping that the doors would open up.Inside the delivery room, Eva was fighting through the final stages of labor,

Yvonne paced back and forth in her apartment, her heels turning sharply against the tiled floor. Her phone was clenched tightly in her hand, her knuckles white as she stared at the screen. She had just placed a call through, but it was unreachable, and with how desperate she was now, she really needed to get to him.Finally, her phone rang, and within a split second, she answered it."Let's meet. Come over to the address that has been sent to you."With that, the call ended, and she wasted no second before leaving the house.As she got there, she pushed the door open and found him sitting nonchalantly against the chair."It's been ages, yet nothing from you!" She broke out."Calm down," Jacob said, his voice seemingly uncaring."Calm down?" she thought bitterly, her jaw clenched. "It’s been over a year!" she shouted at him. "I’ve waited. I’ve been patient. But I’m tired of waiting, Jacob! I deserve better than this!" Her voice cracked with emotion, but Jacob offered no response. In

George had not spoken to Yvonne in over a month. After his encounter with him, he had not bothered to call her.As he sat in his car outside his grandfather’s house, he felt the pressure of his financial trouble pressing down on him harder than ever before, as if it were increasing.His debts were no longer something he could ignore. Calls came in daily from angry voices threatening him, and the longer he stayed, the deeper trouble he was in.He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh. He had imagined himself at the top of the family group, sitting in the CEO chair. Instead, Ivan had walked in, taking the company away from him and throwing him like he didn't matter. His grandfather sat across from him at the dinner table.George walked up to him, and voiced out his demand, "Grandfather, could you lend me some money, please? I promise, it's the last time I will ever do this and I promise to pay you back." "I can't give you more money, George," his grandfather said, shaking h

Eva's hands trembled as she handed baby Eric to Vera, barely able to speak through the panic that clouded her mind. "Take care of him, please," she whispered, her voice cracking. Vera nodded, her face full of concern, as Eva sprinted out the door. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest, fear consuming every inch of her body as she entered a cab to the hospital. The phone call had been brief and urgent, but hearing the words "emergency" and "Ivan" in the same sentence had shattered her composure. The image of him, hurt or in pain replayed in her mind. By the time she reached the hospital, her legs barely carried her through the doors. She ran straight to the reception desk, her breath uneven, her eyes wide with desperation. "Ivan...where's Ivan?" she gasped, her words conveying her panic and fear.Quinn was already there, pacing in the waiting area. Her face was streaked with tears, her hands clenched tightly as if she were holding herself together by a force of will. As soon as