The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"You never know, under pressure, people might just do anything."

Quincy had almost blurted out her scheme about poisoning Dorothy, hoping to scare her a bit. But then she thought better of it and deleted the message. With things as they were, it seemed best to wait and see what would unfold.

Who knew what the endgame might be?

If Dorothy continued to be blind to the situation, then the antidote... would become Quincy's trump card.

Thinking this, Quincy couldn't help but smirk.

Wasn't this just fate lending her a hand?

She had thought that by giving Dorothy the antidote, she'd be able to kick her out of the picture! But Dorothy, not taking it, ended up playing right into her hands! Well... she couldn't blame herself for that.

...

Dorothy hadn't slept long, finding the hospital's sterile scent distasteful.

As consciousness returned, she slowly opened her eyes, first noticing the soft tapping of fingers on a keyboard. It was light, but audible.

Shifting slightly, she looked towards the source of the sound.

Everett was there, seated at a table next to the hospital room, buried in work.

That scene...

as if they were back in

wake up to find Everett engrossed

he'd take matters into his own hands, relying on no

"Awake?"

have a sixth

without her speaking, and with minimal

didn't

had to hunch over to fit at

soundly, and considering I'm the cause, I figured I could handle a

don't much seem like a

to his usual

closed his laptop and stood in

Dorothy scoffed.

That wasn't her concern!

to Bay Residence?

their wish to go out like

about Abigail and

more than for us to bond

indeed feared another

"Then, I want to go