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.

confront his father, the so-called "deadbeat dad," but quickly pulled back when he

played a big part too. Most of the time, I was just obsessed with making more money, hiring people

felt she owed

might have ended

to despise the parent they don't live with, influenced by the bitterness

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

no reason to fill their heads with hate. Besides, none of this mess was your

She knew well how good

the kids. They're very perceptive about who truly cares for them. Abigail

kids. He'd rush home to tuck them into bed, ensuring they were

it no surprise that Abigail and Langston welcomed him

so much more I wish I could make