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?"

keep track of the dates, but you remember, that's enough for me." Everett's gaze returned to the document in

this what you obsess over day

How could she forget?

routine demeanor towards

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

I forget just once, and

she dies, you'll be

didn't even bother to look up as he

calmness was the last

Sanchez anymore, hoping I'd just give her

to this, she might as

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

come to Lopez Corporation, not Everett

as she don heed to waste my

I'll

came for, then you

to waste

stepped in front of

He frowned, clearly impatient.