The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"You seem to really like that." She must be. Dorothy was the stoic type, the kind who wouldn't bother with anything that didn't catch her interest.

"Yeah, I do. Which girl doesn't adore flowers? Plus, if I get them into a vase sooner, they'll last longer. They've been wilting on my desk all afternoon.” Dorothy felt that these flowers were cultivated just so that their brief blooming period could be cherished and meaningful.

Naturally, if you could delay the inevitable wilting, you'd want to draw out their vibrant days as long as possible.

In that way she wouldn't waste those flowers, and the flower wouldn't let her down as well. Since they ended up in her care, she intended to extend their lifespan as much as she could.

As she arranged them, she realized something was off.

Everett wasn't speaking, nor was he hanging up. He just watched her handle the flowers, taking them apart one by one and placing them into the vase.

"You're not busy with work today?" Dorothy asked tentatively.

"It's still early,” Everett replied, his voice deep and gravelly, as if he hadn't quite shaken off a recent illness.

Another conversation starter that fell

project team?" Surprisingly, Everett picked up

skills.” It was a different mindset

why Dorothy was even more

to the end,” Dorothy quickly declined. "When my six-month term is up, it'll transfer to a new director, and it wouldn't be fair if my name were still

would deter capable directors from taking on a project they couldn't claim as

too well from her years of

the lawsuit and all..." She regretted her words

her and Everett were

been leading the project, and nobody would object to you

murmured an acknowledgment, and