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 their days in Swevia

up to find Everett engrossed

and outs of the Lopez Corporation. Whenever he could, he'd take matters into his own hands, relying on no one else. But this dedication meant

"Awake?"

to have a sixth

her speaking, and with minimal movement,

sitting up in bed, "Why didn't you wake me? It can't be comfortable

being tall, had to hunch over to fit at the hospital's

considering I'm the cause, I

Dorothy's cheeks flushed, "You don't much seem like a CEO

to his usual cool

laptop and stood in moving closer, "Don't worry, I'm only like

Dorothy scoffed.

That wasn't her concern!

to Bay Residence? Or... go

still keen on fulfilling their wish to go out like a young

about Abigail

love nothing more than for us

indeed feared another

her eyes squinting, "Then, I