The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 957

The conversation took a sharp turn, leaving Jeffrey struggling to keep up.

"Huh?"

"What do you mean by 'huh'? Hurry up, go find Quincy, and sort this out! We need her to cure Dorothy!"

Karen stood up abruptly and pushed Jeffrey out of the room, "If anything happens to Dorothy, it's on you! I'll never forgive you!"

"But I just got back! I haven't even spent any time with my daughter yet!" Jeffrey protested with a look of despair.

She waved dismissively, "Your daughter's right here; she's not going anywhere. Get Quincy on board, and you can spend all day, every day, playing daddy!"

Bang!

Before Jeffrey could respond, the door slammed shut in his face.

"Ah, man—"

He opened his mouth to protest but instead ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number, "Tell them, do whatever with her, just don't kill her!"

After hanging up, Jeffrey quickly added another instruction.

"And don't mess up her mind! We don't want her turning into a vegetable, clueless about everything!"

"And keep her hands safe! We need them for the antidote!"

"Forget it, I'll handle it myself. Don't touch her until I get there."

...

Upon her return to Bay Residence, Dorothy first spent some time playing with Abigail and Langston.

She felt guilty towards them.

In fact, she felt guilty towards everyone.

As she prepared herself to discuss her decision on withdrawing the lawsuit with Everett, she headed towards the living room. There, she found Everett by the window, deeply engrossed in a phone call, his brow furrowed with concern over some vexing issue.

"Alright, I'll try to come back early."

"Okay."

Dorothy insisted on walking him to the door, and Everett immediately bent down to hand her slippers, making sure she wore them.

"No walking barefoot."

"I was just in a rush to see you off!"

"That's no excuse. You don't have to see me off, but you must wear slippers."

Seeing him sternly lecturing her, Dorothy couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, okay, I get it!"

Finally, after sending off this dear man, she returned to the bedroom. But tossing and turning, sleep eluded her.

After some thought, Dorothy picked up her phone and found Quincy's WhatsApp contact.

"Dr. Quincy, if Everett has upset you in any way, please be patient with him. He's just anxious about my condition, not trying to make things difficult for you on purpose. I apologize on his behalf."