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

obsess over

How could she forget?

indifference and his routine

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

I forget just once, and Ms. Sanchez's

she dies, you'll be

to look up

was the last thing Quincy

you don't care about Ms. Sanchez anymore, hoping I'd just give her the

this, she might as well

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

was she who had come

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

the final

afraid I'll suddenly decide not to

if this is all you came for, then you might as well leave.

want to waste more words, standing

in front of him,