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

can't keep track of the dates, but you remember, that's enough for me." Everett's gaze returned to the document in his hand,

obsess over day and

How could she forget?

and his routine demeanor

concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before! He even expected Quincy to keep track

forget just once, and Ms.

she dies, you'll be the

look up as

last

about Ms. Sanchez anymore, hoping I'd just give her the finakantidote?"

come to this, she might as well

on a

it was she who had come to Lopez

you won't let Dorothy die. As

the

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

came for, then you might as well leave.

clearly didn't want to waste

quickly stepped in front of