The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy was utterly befuddled.

Did that mean...

"The flowers weren't from Everett?" "Of course not! You told Mr. Lopez not to send any!" Dorothy furrowed her perfectly arched brows, her gaze falling upon the large bouquet of roses, "Wait, I don't get it. Why would Everett cancel his hospital appointment for the shots?" Was there a connection between the two? It couldn't possibly be that Everett was trying to gain her sympathy by playing the sick card, could it? No, that didn't make sense. If that were his intention, he wouldn't have kept his illness a secret from her from day one.

"Because he's cramming all his work into his schedule, even using the time for his shots for meetings!" Dorothy was more befuddled. Was he trying to occupy his mind with work? Seeing her confusion, Kevin spelled it out, "You still don't get it? Mr. Lopez is trying to cut short his business trip in Liberty City.

He's eager to get back home!" Only when Dorothy heard this did she find the situation somewhat ludicrous.

too much into this?" Whether Everett returned home sooner or later, it had nothing to do with

such a rush?" "How should I know?" Kevin sighed on the other end, "Forget it, this is too hard to explain! Just persuade Mr. Lopez to get his shots on time. It's only two more days, anyway. We don't want him getting worse

didn't reply, she assumed

lost their charm. As she wondered who could have sent

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"Uh. Kenneth?" Only then did Dorothy glance at the screen; indeed, it

photo Karen shared on the Lopez Corporation forum yesterday, you looked so lovely holding that bouquet. I wanted to give you one too. I hope you like them." "Yes, do." "That's great! Anytime you want something, just let me know. Just... don't accept flowers from anyone

have thought she was accepting another man's advances. Now Kenneth

words were swallowed back at the last second. It would be the best chance to let