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.

set out to confront his father, the so-called "deadbeat dad," but quickly pulled back

take all the credit," Dorothy leaned into him, sighing. "Karen and Kenneth played a big part too. Most of the time, I was just

felt she owed it to the

have ended up harboring a

from broken homes often grow to despise the parent they don't live

or shared the gritty details of their fallout with Abigail and Langston. Painting their father in a negative light would have made it nearly impossible for Everett to mend the relationship with his kids.

their heads with hate. Besides, none of this mess

intended to blame Everett. She knew well how good

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

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

father made it no surprise that Abigail and

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