The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 892

Dorothy wasn't sure if Everett had taken her words to heart, but he had indeed stopped showing up.

To confirm this, she even made a point of shopping for wine at a remote supermarket.

It took a few trips before she was convinced that Everett had stopped having her followed.

Good riddance.

She was finally free.

Holding a bottle of wine, Dorothy cracked a half-smile and filled the glass in front of her to the brim.

The verdict had come unexpectedly.

Dorothy had braced herself for at least a month’s wait given the cases piling up on the judge’s table.

But less than a month had passed when Ephraim's call came through.

"Ms. Sanchez, it's not over and we can appeal! The court of state is where the final decision is made!"

From his opening words, Dorothy guessed the outcome. She pulled out a bottle of chilled Chardonnay she'd bought the day before, poured a glass, and settled onto the couch. "Heather got the death sentence?" she asked.

"Yeah, she's not getting out of it! It's just..." Ephraim hesitated before continuing, "It's just that I didn't expect Heather to suddenly change her statement, claiming she coerced Mrs. Lopez with past favors, and that she was completely unaware of the whole affair, let alone the consequences of that drug injection!"

"It was the Lopez family pulling strings to meet up with Heather, wasn't it?"

"That's what I think too." Ephraim sighed, "But don't be discouraged. We still have a chance! I will find the gaps in Heather's testimony—"

"No need."

Her interjection alerted Ephraim that something was off.

Dorothy was eerily calm, her voice steady without a trace of fluctuation. It was as if she had anticipated this result.

He had seen many clients, some emotionally charged, some who would faint and need an ambulance.

But this was his first time encountering such indifference.

"Sure."

After hanging up, Dorothy scrolled to the very bottom of her phone's contacts, found a number, and dialed—

The call was answered quickly.

"Dorothy?"

"Yeah, it's me." Her voice was indifferent, "You've been acquitted?"

Amanda scoffed, "Ha! You should have known that would happen."

"I want to meet you."

"What a joke! You think I'm someone you can just see whenever you want?!"

"Don't forget, I can still appeal. If we meet and come to an agreement, I'll drop the appeal."