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

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

you obsess over day

How could she forget?

indifference and his routine demeanor towards

as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before! He even expected

just once, and Ms.

she dies, you'll

to look up

last thing Quincy wanted

you don't care about Ms. Sanchez anymore, hoping I'd just give her the finakantidote?" She steadied herself, making one last attempt

come to this,

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

had come to Lopez Corporation, not Everett

As long

the

you afraid I'll suddenly decide not to give

you came for, then you might

waste more words, standing up to

in front of