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

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

you obsess over day and

How could she forget?

and his routine

words, it was apparent he didn't seem as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before!

I forget just once, and Ms. Sanchez's

you'll be the

to look up as he said

the last thing

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

it had come to this, she might as well

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

come to Lopez Corporation,

let Dorothy die. As long as she

on the

pressed her lips together, "Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly decide not to give

is all you came for, then you might as

waste more words,

quickly stepped in