The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

A Fake Pregnancy?

Quincy hesitated.

After all, a fake pregnancy is just that - fake.

Even if she could deceive Everett, fool the Lopez family, but... what about the baby in the end?

She couldn't possibly just adopt one, could she? This lie would then have to be maintained for a lifetime.

And if she were to claim a miscarriage later on, wouldn't she lose her trump card? Once the deception was unveiled, she'd be back to square one, or perhaps even in a worse position! She'd be at the mercy of others. "Is there another way?"

"If you're against a fake pregnancy, then..." her friend pondered for a moment, "how about this: the next time you and he are together, rush to the clinic the very next day! I can help you save... well, his contribution. That way, if you don't get pregnant naturally, you can consider IVF!"

Quincy's eyes widened in shock.

"Is that really possible?"

"Technically, it's not allowed, but..." her friend paused, giving her a knowing smile.

I can have his child, I'm willing to pay you five hundred thousand." "Five... five hundred

"Yes."

suffice; she hadn't expected Quincy to offer half a million

that, she eagerly

help you

...

Quincy's expression

Everett a message, [Mr. Lopez, everyone loves my homemade soup. Maybe I could have a chance to show off my cooking skills sometime?] There was no reply, but

it was unlikely Everett was glued to his

standing at the clinic entrance for a

to meet you

mean no disrespect by asking. If I'm not meeting you, I was thinking of I catching up with some friends.

gathering; it was merely an excuse Quincy had concocted. Everett's

two letters, a smile couldn't help but spread

she would be with

genuinely enjoyed this

love felt like - constantly looking forward to

more about utility thanet affection, but now,