The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"I'm with you!"

How could Dorothy just let him face danger alone?

"Listen to me, I've called Jeffrey. The two of us are enough. We don't know what's happening over there, and if you go, I'll have to worry about you too," Everett reassured her, gently patting the back of her hand. "Wait for me at home." Despite her concerns, Dorothy could only nod in agreement.

Given her current condition, she knew she might only add to Everett's troubles if she went along.

"Alright, Everett, just come back safe! It doesn't matter if you can't get the antidote, I just want you back here, safe and sound!"

Lane had become dangerously unpredictable.

Knowing how much Lane despised Everett, Dorothy couldn't help but worry.

Yet, Everett didn't respond to her plea and turned to leave.

Not retrieving the antidote wasn't an option for him. Originally, if Quincy had died, he was supposed to be the one to pay the price! It was Dorothy who had sacrificed her chance at the antidote for him, and now she was the one in danger. Everett needed that antidote, for Dorothy's sake.

...

dilapidated house on the outskirts, Quincy could only watch as her

carotid artery meant almost certain death outside of an

was it - her final

never imagined she'd die like this, at the hands of a man as obscure to her as

to communicate with the outside world. In that moment, she desperately wished she could inform Everett of the antidote's formula, wished for a chance to start over. But

the end of

arrived, Quincy's blood had already seeped out to the

the door made even

"Ugh! Ugh!"

reeked

and various knives and axes lay scattered around... "Everett, Lane has lost his mind!" Jeffrey

times, covering his nose, but Everett

touched his shoulder, "Everett? You haven't gone

up, his gaze