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?"

but you remember, that's enough for me." Everett's gaze returned to the document in his hand, "Besides, you

what you obsess over

How could she forget?

routine demeanor towards Quincy

apparent he didn't seem as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before! He even expected Quincy to keep

if I forget just once, and Ms.

she dies, you'll be

didn't even bother to look up as he

the last thing Quincy wanted to

hoping I'd just give her the final antidote?" She steadied herself, making one last attempt to probe.

come to this,

smirked slightly, "If you think I'm putting on a

who had come

long as she don heed to

afraid I'll

is all you came for,

to waste more

stepped in front of

He frowned, clearly impatient.