The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Honestly, it was hard for Karen to comprehend how someone as level-headed as Paloma could have raised someone like Jeffrey, a real bonehead.

She took a moment to compose herself, then gave Paloma a small smile, “Jeffrey and I, well, we had a bit of a misunderstanding.”

“He told me!” Paloma ushered Karen onto the couch, her tone tinged with exasperation, “That boy of mine has got a temperament, and I’m sure he’s been nothing but a headache for you! The truth is, his father and I—we’re partly to blame. Always buried in work, we never had enough time for him. He was left to his own devices abroad and picked up some bad habits like smoking and drinking.”

Karen blinked.

“But you can rest assured, Jeffrey is not a bad kid. He just acts like he’s never grown up.” Paloma couldn’t help but sigh when it came to her son, “He told me this morning that he saw you dining with a friend and ended up punching the poor guy! His dad and I gave him an earful, then sent someone to check on your friend at the hospital. After work, we’ll drag Jeffrey over there to apologize in person. Please don’t be mad. Don’t let this little tiff end things between you lovebirds. My son really likes you!”

“It’s not like that, we…”

“Your request—to have him transfer his assets into your name in case he messes up again, leaving him with nothing—I fully support it! That’s exactly what he needs. We’ve wanted to rein him in for a while now, but nothing seemed to threaten him. With you in the picture, we can finally breathe easy!”

Paloma could tell this time that her son was genuinely smitten.

She might not say much, but she was aware of all his carousing with fair-weather friends. Yet, what could she do? He always

someone had finally made him take things seriously, and that was such a huge relief

to the bank! I’ve

the bank, Karen quickly waved her

was unable to

and I… are

and could see her sincerity, she couldn’t just marry Jeffrey because of

taken aback, clearly not expecting such a

Huxley, also frowned and sat up

a little

heck of it—that she was just sampling what their son was like without any

situation