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

enough for me." Everett's gaze returned to the document

you obsess

How could she forget?

routine

words, it was apparent he didn't seem as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before! He even expected Quincy to keep track of

just

you'll be the

bother to look up

was the last thing Quincy

trying to show me that you don't care about Ms. Sanchez anymore, hoping I'd just give her the finakantidote?" She steadied herself,

this, she might

you think I'm putting on a show, then why bother coming at

had come to Lopez Corporation, not Everett seeking her

let Dorothy die. As

on the final

together, "Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly decide not to give it to

all you came for, then you

want to waste

stepped in front of him,