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?"

remember, that's enough for me." Everett's gaze returned to the document in his hand, "Besides, you wouldn't let her die." Quincy frowned, "And what

what you obsess over day

How could she forget?

indifference and his routine

he didn't seem as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before! He

what if I forget just

you'll be the

look up as he said

was the last thing Quincy wanted to

hoping I'd just give her the final antidote?" She

had come to this, she

putting on a show, then why bother coming at

she who had come

long as she don heed to

together, "Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly decide not to give it to

came for, then you

clearly didn't want to waste more words, standing up

stepped in front of

He frowned, clearly impatient.