The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett was sweating bullets, chasing his tail around more than Langston needed to utter a single word to be effective.

But thankfully, Abigail had stopped crying.

Dorothy nudged Everett and shot him a knowing look.

They left the hospital room, one after the other, and sat down on a bench in the corridor outside.

"Let the siblings sort it out themselves," she said.

Everett nodded, draping an arm around Dorothy's shoulders. "You've really done a fantastic job with both Abigail and Langston," he acknowledged.

Even in his absence, the siblings had turned out pretty great. Abigail, though a bit of a crybaby, had a heart of gold and was as pure as they come. Langston, on the other hand, might have been a bit aloof, his mind always on his computer, but he was mature for his age, had a strong moral compass, and knew right from wrong.

Langston had set out to confront his father, the so-called "deadbeat dad," but

the credit," Dorothy leaned into him, sighing. "Karen and Kenneth played a big part too. Most of the time, I was just obsessed with making more money, hiring people to

always felt she owed it to

have ended up harboring a lot

no secret that children from broken homes often grow to despise the parent they don't live with, influenced by the bitterness of the

shared the gritty details of their fallout with Abigail and Langston. Painting their father in a negative light would have

fill their heads with hate.

the get-go, Dorothy never intended to blame Everett. She

truly cares for them. Abigail and Langston accepted you without hesitation because they

schedule, Everett always made time for the kids. He'd rush home to tuck them into bed, ensuring they were well-fed and well-cared

surprise that Abigail and Langston

think I've done enough. There's so much more I wish I could make