The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 834

Dorothy sensed that Everett was talking about Heather, but the cold fury in his eyes was something unfamiliar to her. Usually, he was either stoic and unapproachable or gentle and patient when dealing with her. This harsh, bone-chilling demeanor was new.

Perhaps alerted by the sound of her footsteps, Everett's gaze lifted to meet hers, and in an instant, all traces of anger vanished. It was as if he had always been this composed gentleman, unflappable in his emotions.

"You're up," he noted.

"Yeah," she replied.

Everett finished transferring a file on his laptop and then stood up. "Do you want the breakfast delivered by the hotel, or should I make something?"

"The hotel's fine," Dorothy said. Her taste wasn't picky; she didn't need him to go through any trouble for her.

"I guessed wrong, then. I thought you'd prefer my cooking."

"Huh?"

Everett wheeled in a breakfast cart from the doorway, clearly the result of his own culinary efforts.

"When did you get up to make all this?"

"Woke at seven. Figured you wouldn't be up that early and I didn't want it to get cold, so I dealt with some company stuff first."

He effortlessly wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close.

Dorothy noticed that Everett was getting more clingy. He wasn't like this before.

"What about the kids..."

"Abigail and Langston had their breakfast and are off to the play castle. I've got someone keeping an eye on them. They'll be fine."

Feeling Everett's gaze turning somewhat less innocent, Dorothy quickly interjected, "I'm hungry. I want to eat breakfast!"

"Alright, I'll serve you some bread."

No sooner had Dorothy finished breakfast than her phone buzzed with activity from her friends' group chat.

Karen was tagging everyone!

Karen: [Where is everybody? You didn't all go out and leave me behind, did you?]

Dorothy didn't really want to ask, but her curiosity got the better of her.

"Everett..."

"Yeah?"

"When I woke up and you were on a call, was the person on the other end talking about Heather?"

Everett's brow furrowed slightly, his voice deepening, "Don't worry, she won't get away."

"I'm not worried about her escaping. I'm wondering... what happened to her?"

"Better if you don't know."

"Everett, please tell me." She tugged at the hem of his shirt, a playful pout on her lips. "I'm just curious."

He sighed heavily. "It's nothing much. She tried to seduce one of the guards and ended up getting beaten."