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?"

returned to the document in his hand, "Besides, you wouldn't let her die." Quincy

you obsess over

How could she forget?

his routine

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

forget just once, and Ms.

you'll

didn't even bother to look up as he

last thing Quincy wanted to

that you don't care about Ms. Sanchez anymore, hoping I'd just give her the final antidote?" She steadied herself, making one last attempt

had come to this, she might as well

I'm putting on a show,

had come to Lopez Corporation, not Everett seeking

As long as she

you afraid I'll suddenly decide

you came for,

didn't want to waste more words, standing up

quickly stepped in front of

He frowned, clearly impatient.