The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 1080

But really, what did their drama have to do with her? Dorothy had bigger fish to fry. If Quincy hadn't called out her name, she would've happily played the part of the oblivious passerby.

"What's up?"

Approaching, Dorothy maintained a cool distance, about thirty feet between them. She was inside the company building, leaving Quincy no choice but to stand outside.

"I need to see Everett, it's urgent."

"Then call him. Why drag me into this?" Dorothy frowned, ready to walk away.

"Ms. Sanchez, you'll regret it if you don't help me!" Quincy blurted out in desperation.

At that, Dorothy paused mid-step.

Before she could respond, Kevin appeared from the elevator.

He glanced at Dorothy with a smile, then turned to Quincy. "Mr. Lopez has sent me to escort you up."

"Great!"

"…"

Dorothy stood rooted to the spot as Kevin took Quincy upstairs, her heart aching in a way she couldn't describe.

Karen was right.

She had been too naive.

Everett's initial dislike for Quincy didn't mean it would last forever. Once there was room in his heart, things were bound to change.

So...

Had the space that once belonged to her now been given to Quincy?

Was it hers now?

Dorothy slowly lifted a hand to her chest.

All her conjectures had been uncomfortable, but seeing Kevin personally escort Quincy, that hit differently!

Just earlier, Quincy had claimed to be Everett’s fiancée at Lopez Corporation.

And soon after, Kevin, the president’s right-hand man, came down personally to fetch her. That sent a clear message, didn’t it?

His background, work ethic, even his approach to relationships were impeccable.

His only flaw?

He wasn't hers.

But… it seemed he wasn't Dorothy's anymore either.

Quincy had heard about the whole Heather saga. She never understood why Heather threw caution to the wind, even losing her senses over him, but now, she was beginning to get it.

After nearly half an hour, Everett finally closed his laptop.

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and leaned back.

"Speak your mind."

"The antidote for Dorothy’s condition is due soon, and you haven’t asked me for it."

Quincy’s opening words were a clear probe.