The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"That didn't count. Have you guys actually tied the knot yet?" Everett asked.

Jeffrey was at a loss for words.

Facing Everett, Jeffrey's usually impeccable eloquence seemed to falter.

It took sdoing, but with everyone gathered, Jeffrey managed to keep them all seated for a family dinner.

While Dorothy and the others were lost in conversation, Jeffrey pulled Everett aside.

"Listen, Everett, I've been thinking. Quincy's only got this hold on you because she's sure you care about Dorothy, right? This... might actually be simpler to handle than we thought." Everett pressed his lips together, "You're suggesting we make Quincy believe I don't care about Dorothy." Jeffrey clapped his hands together, "Exactly! That way, all of this gets resolved. If Quincy's bold enough to demand money from you now to save her family, who's to say she won't up the ante tomorrow? Today it's a favor, tomorrow she might want the entire Lopez Corporation!" Greed was human nature. Especially when one realized the leverage they got was becoming increasingly effective, they'd be less likely to let go.

something Everett had

what do you think Quincy will do to test if I've truly stopped caring about Dorothy?" he

Jeffrey blinked.

cut off Dorothy's antidote supply, then watch to see how I react as Dorothy's life hangs in the balance," Everett's handsface grew cold, his eyes icy, "If anything goes wrong, and lead to Dorothy's real... I couldn't

idea to poison Dorothy,

pacing .neg >ack and forth, "Or, maybe you coul gradually give Quincy the impression hat things between you and Dorothy are souring! That way, she night start looking for an exit strategy

his friend's emotional turmoil but insisted on a resolution, "The more you show you care for Dorothy, the more Quincy Will gloat. This won't end the way you want it to." Everett lowered his gaze,

problems followed. Without the original poison, they couldn't conduct necessary clinical trials for the antidote. Certainly,

of creating the antidote was crucial. One misstep, and the

Dorothy for trials meant only one shot. One mistake, and it's