The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

The height of the man was also a dead giveaway; Jeffrey was the spitting image of his father.

"Is the kiddo down for the night?" Paige nodded, her voice soft with a mother’s weariness, "Yeah, wanna take a peek? I can bring her over..." "No need." Huxley waved off the offer, his face a mask of stern resolve. "We heard from Jeffrey. The kid's his?" "Yes!" Paige's gaze was steady, devoid of evasion or guilt. "You can always go for a paternity test.” "That's exactly why I'm here," Huxley's impression of Paige was far from favorable, and it showed in his unsmiling demeanor. "If the test confirms she's a Turner, we're willing to take the child in and raise her, and we'll give you a lump sum for your trouble.” Paige blinked, the redness returning to her already tear-swollen eyes. "So, even if I bore a Turner child, there's no chance of marrying Jeffrey?" "It's not that I don't want you joining the family—it's Jeffrey who doesn't want to marry you." That was something Huxley couldn't force.

He could lay out the pros and cons, but when it came to his son's marriage, he couldn't demand it. He'd spoken in anger before, but seeing his son so adamantly refuse, Huxley wouldn't coerce him into marriage.

take her away, and I don't want your money." "Jeffrey mentioned a congenital heart defect?" "Yes." "Well, congenital heart defects don't run in the Turner family." Paige looked up sharply,

but you secretly have a child who might carry a genetic illness. And now, in this predicament, don't pretend like you want nothing in return." Paige bit her lip,

a stubborn man who didn’t mince words, had little patience for

selfish." "Enough." Paloma, empathizing with another woman whose child was seriously ill, interrupted, "Let's do this—since the child is asleep, we'll come back tomorrow. Or leave us your number, and we'll coordinate a time for the test.” Paige agreed without objection, reciting her

left the hospital without so much as a glance at