The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 1255

Quincy had gone off the grid.

When Everett tried calling her again, he was met with the immediate response of her phone being switched off.

Without wasting a moment, he drove straight to Quincy's lab, only to find it deserted. Her apartment showed no signs of her either.

Under normal circumstances, Everett wouldn’t care less about Quincy’s whereabouts once he got his hands on the antidote. But now, he couldn't afford to lose her.

He dialed Jeffrey Turner’s number.

Jeffrey, upon hearing Everett's concern, didn’t grasp the severity of the situation at first, scoffing, “Better off dead! Who cares if she’s missing? Relax, man, she’s tough as nails. She's done enough dirt to survive!”

“…”

It took a moment for the gravity of the situation to hit Jeffrey.

“Holy crap! No, this won’t do! What about Dorothy if something happens to her?”

Everett couldn’t help but be exasperated with his friend, always a beat behind.

“Get your contacts to look for her, we need to find her no matter what.”

“Alright, alright, I’m on it!”

After hanging up, Everett took a moment to calm his nerves in the car before heading back to the Bay Residence.

Without any leads on Quincy, his home was his first stop.

As he walked in, he found Dorothy narrating a story to Abigail and Langston.

Abigail was all ears, hanging on every word, while Langston seemed barely interested.

Seeing their dad return, they both rushed over.

“Daddy!”

“Daddy!”

Everett bent down, always lifting his daughter up first.

Abigail, holding his face, showered him with kisses.

Langston, free of jealousy, was more preoccupied with his computer, “Dad, about that bug you fixed last time—”

“I tracked her down to a highway exit earlier today, then nothing. She hasn’t returned since! Oh, and her bank account’s suddenly richer by twenty million.”

“…the Caldwell family’s doing?”

“Doesn’t seem like it! The depositor's name is Cathy, likely a woman,” Jeffrey speculated, “I’m thinking there’s someone else wanting to buy her poison, paying her off, trying to control others too.”

Everett frowned, a gut feeling telling him it wasn’t that simple.

“Quincy’s been laying low, hardly meeting anyone new. Just hospital visits and her female classmate’s place! She even preserved… that sample.”

Jeffrey had dug up everything accessible.

“That’s all?”

“Yep! Quincy might just show up tomorrow, Everett, don’t sweat it! A person can’t just vanish into thin air, right? Quincy’s the type to cling to life; she won’t give up easily.”

Everett sighed deeply.

Now, all he could do was hope Jeffrey was right.

“Also, Karen mentioned today that Kenneth Nelson’s been asking about Dorothy again! Guy’s not giving up,” Jeffrey snickered, “You’ve got a persistent rival there.”