The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Jeffrey was battling his own nausea, trying to keep it together as he moved closer to assist.

"Quincy was tied up, and her arm was broken. She couldn't have left anything behind! Everett, you need to calm down!"

But Everett wasn't listening. His bare hands sifted through the clotted blood, searching desperately.

"Everett!"

"Everett, there's nothing here!"

"Shut up!" Everett barked back, his voice fierce, "I have to find it. This is Dorothy's only hope. I must find it!"

Watching Everett's almost obsessive behavior, Jeffrey felt a deep sorrow but also understood.

This chance at life was Dorothy's gift to him.

Jeffrey knew the depth of Everett's love for Dorothy, having witnessed their journey together.

because the antidote wasn't found, Everett wouldn't want to go

Quincy... she wouldn't have left anything! We can find another way to get the antidote," Jeffrey

Everett snapped, his gaze piercing. "Do you

was at a loss. Even when Quincy was alive, they couldn't think of

she was

something. I'll get someone to bring them in for questioning, alright?" Before Jeffrey could finish, Everett froze. Right next to Quincy's left

especially since they seemed incomplete, any clue was better than

photos with his phone, not minding the blood that smeared all

took several pictures from

phone number?" It didn't seem right to

a number, a sequence," Everett murmured, studying the

for

lab analysis of the antidote's composition, but the wrong sequence led to failure. The ingredients weren't overly complex, yet each was lethal if misused. A wrong sequence could turn an antidote into a deadly poison

Jeff's chatter, counting the numbers Quincy had

in the antidote, but Quincy