The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett glanced up at her, his handsome face betraying few emotions.

After a pause, he spoke, "So you're here to deliver the antidote?"

"Something like that."

"Alright, just hand it over." Everett said, reaching out to continue sorting through the papers on his desk.

Quincy frowned, seemingly puzzled by his calm demeanor.

This was not what she had expected.

"Anything else?"

Everett looked back at her when he noticed she hadn't moved.

"I get the feeling, Mr. Lopez, that you're not as desperate for Ms. Sanchez's antidote as you used to be." She said it with a smile too, trying to hide the panic inside.

At this point, Quincy naturally didn't want to lay all her cards on the table, losing her negotiating edge.

"Had the antidote been due, wouldn't you have contacted me?"

แ

for me." Everett's gaze returned to the document in his hand, "Besides, you wouldn't let her

you obsess over day

How could she forget?

indifference and his routine demeanor

didn't seem as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as

just once, and

dies, you'll be

look

calmness was the last thing Quincy wanted

anymore, hoping I'd just give her the

this, she might as well be

smirked slightly, "If you think I'm putting on a

all, it was she who had come to Lopez Corporation,

realized, you won't let Dorothy die. As long as she don heed to waste

the

I'll suddenly decide not to

is all you came for,

want to waste more words,

stepped in front of him,