The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett had reached his limit with promises she failed to keep.

"From now on, when you have lunch, send me a photo."

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"I'll be there by 1 PM at the latest. If I haven't received your picture by then, I'm coming over to take you out for lunch myself."

What kind of woman trying to conceive could afford to skip meals like she did, especially when she was as thin as she was?

Everett was already worried she wasn't physically ready for another pregnancy, and here she was, lying to him about something as basic as eating lunch. Dorothy frowned slightly, "Isn't that a bit much?"NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

"It's necessary."

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Everett grabbed her hand, ready to lead her outside.

"Hold on," Dorothy protested, "I'm really close to finishing this proposal! Just give me ten more minutes!"

He was about to object when Dorothy put her hands together, pleading.

Everett couldn't help but laugh at her gesture.

"Ten minutes. Not a second more."

"Deal!"

Dorothy hurried back to her desk to continue working, while Everett started to close the office door, only to run into Perdita, who had just returned from lunch and was bringing Dorothy some documents. Everett barely spared her a glance before turning back and settling himself on the sofa.

Perdita hadn't expected such a pleasant surprise by returning early. She almost glued her eyes to Everett.

Noticing her interest, Everett remained indifferent, making no effort to engage.

"Ms. Sanchez, this is the due diligence summary from the project team."

"Just leave it there."

Dorothy was focused on her proposal, conscious of the ticking clock.

Perdita lingered, her eyes shifting towards Everett seated comfortably.

"Mr. Lopez, can I get you a coffee? You might be waiting for Ms. Sanchez for a while."

"No, thanks." Everett's response was curt, giving her the bare minimum of attention because of her association with Dorothy.

But Perdita was more interested in making conversation with him, not catching his hint.

"Not a coffee person? I could get you juice! I—"

"I just don't want to talk to you."

Everett's posture, relaxed and disinterested, didn't offer her an out.

With her face stiffening, Perdita muttered an apology and left, her mood soured.

When Dorothy finally finished her proposal, she looked up, "Was my assistant here just now?"

"Yeah." Everett stood up, "Dorothy, I think you should consider getting a new assistant."

She was taken aback, "What happened? Did Perdita try to chat you up again? She just admires your reputation, that's all."

"Your assistant could be trouble,"

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Perditarned, not just because

Perdita had tried to engage with him unnecessarily, but because he sensed her motives.

It was clear she viewed Trust-E as a stepping stone, perhaps planning to leverage her position to network. with wealthier connections through Dorothy or to use the company's resources for personal gain.

It wasn't an uncommon tactic in the business world.

Dorothy, naive to such maneuvers, hadn't considered this angle.

"Really?" Dorothy was puzzled but took his advice seriously. "I'll think about it."

She might doubt others, but Everett's words carried weight.

"Ready for lunch now?"

She nodded and linked her arm with his, "Let's go. I promise to eat well!"