The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Sure," Kenneth nodded, a hint of agreement in his voice that seemed to satisfy Lane.

Today's couple of punches were just a small lesson for a bigger cause!

After all, with Everett gone, Lane always felt that no one could stand in his way.

...

After leaving the diner, Dorothy made a beeline for Kevin's truck.

As soon as she got in, Kevin quickly turned around to check if Mrs. Lopez had been hurt in any way.

He'd rather take a hit himself than see Dorothy in any kind of trouble.

"I'm fine, really. You don't have to worry. Lane didn't lay a finger on me."

"That's a relief! I was about to bust in there if you stayed any longer."

Dorothy's face remained tense, showing no sign of easing up. "I might be fine, but Kenneth's gotten himself into hot water! He tried to swipe an antidote and got caught by Lane!" "What now?"

"Take me to Karen's, and let's keep this from Everett for now."

Kevin dreaded hearing Dorothy say 'don't tell Everett.' It was like he was working behind Mr. Lopez's back.

If everything went well, no problem. But if something went wrong...

He couldn't even begin to imagine what Mr. Lopez would do if anything happened to Dorothy.

"Ms. Sanchez, I think Mr. Lopez should know about this. He'd definitely want to help Kenneth, rival or not." Kevin was sure of it.

Even though Mr. Lopez was decisive in his actions, he was never heartless or impulsive.

"I know, but that's exactly why I don't want Everett to worry."

Dorothy knew Everett too well.

Despite his claims of disliking

Kenneth, if Kenneth were in trouble, Everett would still help, for the sake of the old times, when Kenneth had been there for Abigail and Langston.

Seeing Kevin hesitate, Dorothy firmly said, "Just pretend you don't know anything about this. It's like I never told you. Just get me there quickly before it's too late."

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They hadn't been on the road long when Dorothy's phone rang.

It was Everett.

Picking up, she heard his soothing voice, "What are you up to? You didn't reply to my WhatsApp messages."

"I was caught up with the play, didn't check my phone," Dorothy tried to keep her voice as casual as possible, knowing Everett could easily spot any inconsistency. "Did Lane contact you today?"

"Yes, I asked him for an antidote."

There was a brief pause. "He gave it to you?"

"Yes."

"...So you met with him."

Dorothy's heart sank.

She hadn't anticipated slipping up here!

Everett's question wasn't really a question - he'd already figured out the truth.

Clearing her throat to ease the tension, Dorothy said, "Everett, listen! I've taken the antidote and left. Nothing happened."

His tone then shifted from soft to stern.

"Haven't I told you not to change plans on your own? Dorothy, what if Lane had done something to you, or what if he had pulled a knife on you? Did you think about how I would cope, what the kids would do?"