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?"

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

you obsess over day

How could she forget?

and his routine demeanor

seem as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before! He even expected

what if I forget just once, and Ms.

dies, you'll be

look up as he

calmness was the last thing Quincy wanted to

care about Ms. Sanchez anymore, hoping I'd just give her the final

come to this, she might as well

smirked slightly, "If you think I'm putting on a show, then why bother

who had come to Lopez Corporation, not Everett

die. As long as she don

I'll suddenly decide not to give it to

is all you came for, then you might as well

didn't want to waste

quickly stepped in front of

He frowned, clearly impatient.