The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 413

Dorothy held his gaze with a steadfast and earnest look in her eyes.

"Yes."

Kenneth suddenly burst into laughter, taking a few steps back as he pulled at the corners of his mouth in a bittersweet grin. "Alright, alright... as you wish, I'll go on blind dates."

...

After wrapping up a day's work, Everett declined overtime at the office, opting to drive back to Bay Residence instead.

He even made a detour to the supermarket to pick up some fresh vegetables and fruits before heading home.

Parking the car, Everett bent down to get out and looked up at the brightly lit living room window, unconsciously smiling.

Now he had a little rascal waiting for him at home every day, and he had to admit, it felt pretty good.

He was now pushing off as much work as he could, and he didn't stay at the office to do whatever he couldn't postpone. Instead, he brought it home to work on.

All so he could spend more time with the little rascal!

Unlocking the door, Everett was greeted by the sight of a small figure engrossed in his laptop on the sofa.

Langston no longer hid away; he now boldly used Everett's computer, trying to figure it out!

Unfortunately, he hadn't managed to crack it yet.

"What would you like for dinner? I'll cook it for you."

Hearing Everett's voice, Langston set down the laptop, shuffling to the door in his slippers, his large eyes blinking rapidly.

"I'm not picky! Did you go to the hospital today? Is Mr. Turner feeling better?"

At the mention of Jeffrey, Everett let out a heavy sigh, setting down the groceries and bending down to scoop his son into his arms.

"Mr. Turner's still sleeping, but once the doctor I found for him gets here, he'll be fine!"

"Is he very sick?"

"You could say that." Everett didn't want to hide the truth from Langston.

Everett shrugged, taking a seat across from him. "I told you before, you were the one who boasted you could crack it."

"I will! I have to find your weakness!"

"My weakness, huh..." Everett pondered for a moment, an image of a serene and delicate face suddenly flashing in his mind, lingering there, "I do have one."

Langston immediately leaned in closer at his admission.

"What's your weakness? Give me a hint!"

"My weakness is a person."

This answer was too cryptic for Langston, who frowned, thinking hard.

"A person? Are you afraid of being lonely? Afraid of being alone at home?"

"It's not that kind of alone!" Everett said, exasperated. "It's a person named Dorothy."

"Cough, cough, cough." Langston choked, caught off guard by the unexpected revelation.