The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"What do you think?" The man raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on her. Although there was no anger in his eyes, Quincy felt an overwhelming pressure that made her feel somewhat guilty. "Who knows what you're talking about! Move aside! Or I'm calling the cops."

With that, Quincy tried to leave.

But the man simply stretched out his hand, barely exerting any effort, and easily blocked her way.

"Quincy, need I remind you of something?" He curved his lips into a slight smirk. "Poison."

"I... I don't know what you're talking about!"

"The poison you slipped to Dorothy. Hand over the antidote."

Seeing Quincy's refusal to confess, the man made his intention clear.

"What poison, what antidote, are you crazy?! What do I have to do with you? Keep this up, and I'II—"

"Go ahead, call them. Then when they ask why

see who walks out of

realized his intention

it further would be futile! All she wanted was to get away from this man and go back to making soup for Everett.

antidote." The man extended

won't detect the poison I used! You have no evidence to prove anything." The man raised an eyebrow, pondering for a moment before speaking, "What do you want

disappear from Everett's

was no longer a rival in

hadn't readily provided the antidote not just

Mrs. Lopez of the Lopez

she could

want me to

you say you liked Dorothy? Perfect, consider it a favor! I'll give you the antidote, and

had it