The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett's stance was as firm as the ancient oak that towered in the family's sprawling estate; when it came to justice, evidence was king, and he wouldn't lift a finger to tip the scales. Nor would he allow anyone else to tamper with the fairness he had promised to Dorothy.

He remembered her plea - all she wanted was fairness, to clear her mother's name, and to see the guilty face their comeuppance. It was a fair ask, nothing more.

So, Everett handed over the most elusive evidence and key witnesses to Dorothy, doing his utmost to ensure she had a fighting chance. Beyond that, he refused to dwell on the messy tangles of what-ifs.

"Murder?" The word hit Jonathan like a bolt of lightning, shaking the composure he was known for. He staggered back, his voice barely above a whisper, "Your mother... she couldn't have..." "Heather and Dorothy's mom had bad blood for ages. If she was going to act, she wouldn't have waited this long." Silence hung heavy between them.

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word, that is, to change their last names." "Everett, you can't just ignore what's happening with your mother!" Jonathan's mind was far from the matter

at my doorstep." Jonathan's face darkened. "Are you really going to turn your back on your mother for Dorothy?" "If

his mother as soon as he'd heard the news. But he refrained, foreseeing the excuses they'd muster - denial, evasion. It was all so

"Everett, if... if your mother got involved in Heather's mess in a moment of folly, you can't just do nothing, right?" "I wasn't there to stop my mother from harming Dorothy's mother back then, and I have no place now to interfere