CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"One million," Nash named his price.

The man had not expected such a high figure, but since Nash mentioned it, he was more than willing to agree. "Alright, but you'll only take them once I get the money." Without hesitation, Nash replied, "Give me your account number."

Though the man spent most of his life hunting in the mountains, he still had a bank account. As soon as he gave Nash the number, the money was transferred into his account. One million was in his account in less than two minutes. He had never seen that much money in his life.

While he was still lost in the excitement, Nash had already left with the people, heading to find Quincy and Lydia.

Since the payment was made, Nash naturally took them with him.

He had them both sent to the hospital, where Caleb personally checked their injuries. Both were hurt, and traces of snake venom still lingered.

Thankfully, Caleb administered the antivenom and kept them under observation in the hospital.

Nash instructed Quincy, "You two should rest here at the hospital for now. Don't worry about work. Once you're discharged, I'll give you paid leave."

Quincy had worked by Nash's side for years. This was the treatment he deserved.

"I'll be fine in a few days. Without me at York Corporation, how will you manage everything on your own?"

Aunt Zoe had found her true love, and the two were inseparable. With Lydia also hospitalized, Nash would have to handle the company on his own. And Nina, now pregnant, certainly could not be expected to deal with the company's day-to-day affairs. "You think I can't handle it, but dragging you out of your hospital bed is the solution?" Nash was sitting by Quincy's bedside.

He had arranged for both Quincy and Lydia to share a room since their conditions were similar, making it easier for Caleb to treat them.

Quincy awkwardly scratched his head. "Once I'm better, I can still take care of some things."

"Enough, you don't need to worry about anything. Just focus on

getting better. Lydia, you too are

entitled to paid leave. I've already et

arranged for caregivers to take care of you. If you need anything, just let them know. If you feel unwell, speak to Dr. Caleb."

Nash's mind was still on Nina back home. The past few days, he had been consumed with finding Quincy and Lydia, and Nina had also been stressed over their situation.

He was eager to settle everything quickly and return home to be with her. After all, Nina was still pregnant.

"Don't worry, Mr. York, we're fine here," Quincy reassured him, aware that Nash's thoughts were elsewhere. Besides, his condition was improving.

After giving the caregivers a few more instructions, Nash finally left.

However, Caleb caught up with him, teasing, "Your assistants get paid leave. What about me? When do I get my paid leave?"

Nash shot him a look. "You work for the government. Is that under my jurisdiction?"

"Why wouldn't it be? You or your people always come to me when something happens. I'm swamped with patients all day, and now I'm running around for you guys. Don't you think I'm exhausted? If I want a break, who else can I go to

Caleb pursed his lips, firing the words right back at Nash.

Nash kept walking, uninterested in continuing the conversation.

Caleb kept following him, not slowing down. "You're really something The moment I hit a nerve, you start ignoring me. You're just going to keep working me until I drop dead, huh? Then you'll finally stop calling on me!"