The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

After dropping his father back at their family home in Bay Residence, Miles drove alone back to his own place. Pouring himself a glass of ice water, he plonked himself down on the living room couch, took a sip, and then...

He pulled out his phone and dialed the headquarters of Anglonia Inc.

"I need the medical records for someone named Felicity," he instructed.

"Right away, Mr. Lopez," came the reply.

A short while later, they got back to him, "Since Ms. Miller is no longer employed here, we're missing this year's records, but I've sent everything else to your email." "Okay."

Miles didn't bother getting up to fire up his laptop; he just flicked through the records on his phone.

Years of check-ups, nothing out of the ordinary.

In fact, she seemed even healthier than him!

Here he was, stuck in front of a computer screen all day, dealing with a steadily worsening vision, not to mention the joys of neck strain and lower back pain.

Felicity, on the other hand, seemed to be as fit as a fiddle.

phone back on the couch, Miles let out a

Dad was worrying over

...

had already taken her bath, changed into her pajamas, and was about to hit the sack when

sparked

"What's on your mind?"

look at her, pulling his wife

been swamped; Dorothy hardly had time for afternoon teas

hand, had been taking it easy He'd handed over the company reins to

was too busy, he'd simply ignore work-related calls, confident that Langston

meddle in his love life, seeing him work like a zombie, locking his heart away, made him think it was time to do something. After all,

you asking about her all of a sudden?" Dorothy raised an eyebrow, "Did Langston say something to you when you got back tonight? Is he still hung up

a mule! Claims he's over her, that they're

arm, giving him a stern look, "And what do you mean 'takes after me'? So, all his good traits

leaned in to kiss her forehead with

course not, Abigail got her good