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?"

with work, can't keep track of the dates, but you remember, that's enough for me." Everett's gaze returned to the document in his hand, "Besides, you wouldn't let her die."

this what you obsess

How could she forget?

his routine demeanor towards

words, it was apparent he didn't seem as concerned about Dorothy's antidote as before! He even expected

I forget just once, and Ms. Sanchez's

dies, you'll be the

didn't even bother to look up as

calmness was the last thing Quincy

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

come to this, she might

putting on a

it was she who had come to Lopez Corporation,

won't let Dorothy die. As long as she don heed to

"Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly decide not to

came for, then you might as well

want to waste more words, standing up

in

He frowned, clearly impatient.