The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Chapter 530

Dorothy swiveled around, her fingers itching to dial Karen’s number to inform her that Jeffrey had gone looking for her. However, Karen had gone radio silent, probably caught up in the chaos of baggage drop–off and security checks.

Everett watched her furrowed brow and spoke in a soothing voice, “Don’t worry. Didn’t Jeffrey say he doesn’t have Karen’s number? He probably will struggle to find her.”

“What’s with those two, how did they even end up together?”

Dorothy had her reservations about Jeffrey. Not because he had once insulted her; it was his reputation as a ladies‘ man that concerned her. After all, Karen was all talk and no experience – how could she ever handle a player like Jeffrey?

After rambling on, Dorothy glanced down and found Everett’s gaze fixed on her, intense and unwavering.

She arched an eyebrow, thinking there was something on her face, “What?”

“Dorothy, you’re not mad at Jeffrey on my account, are you?”

“Relax, I’m not about to hold a grudge that would curse your whole family tree.”

“Good to know.”

airport, checked in her luggage, and after passing through security, found a cozy diner to grab a bite. She noticed the missed call from Dorothy and instinctively wanted to call back, but ultimately

though! She thought to herself, Dorothy was just too sweet, calling

made her want to cry ever since she was little. Even the mere sight of such farewells

tears fell in big drops, but that didn’t stop her from making the

tears and headed to

comfort. The lounge was plush, and she found a sofa

drowsy haze, she felt someone nudge her arm.

foreign beauty smiling down

language barrier was real; she couldn’t understand a word, but the flight attendant pointing to her ticket was an unmistakable

you!” Karen responded, realizing it was time to

a quick message to Kenneth with her arrival time, prepared to switch off her phone, and got ready to board the plane for more sleep.

and found her seat, she

hand it to age; pulling an all–nighter just wasn’t as easy to bounce

a blanket, and before lying down, she

than ten hours of flight time, she was looking forward to some quality

to drift off into dreamland, a voice calling her name echoed