The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 972

Between them, there was some sort of hush-hush deal going on.

Dorothy really didn't mean to eavesdrop, but she couldn't help her curiosity about what was happening between Everett and Quincy.

It didn't seem as simple as just asking Quincy to look after her health.

From what Quincy said, it was clear that Everett had visited her one night, they had talked terms, and reached some kind of agreement.

"Dorothy?"

Suddenly, Everett's voice cut through the silence! He had finally noticed an extra participant in the online meeting room.

In the next second, Quincy's guest account was kicked out, and the meeting room was disbanded.

Then, Dorothy's phone started ringing.

"When did you join?"

"That's not important. I think you should explain what's going on between you and Dr. Quincy first," Dorothy said, deliberately keeping her tone cold. She was trying to coax some information out of Everett. But she had forgotten that joining the online meeting room left a timestamp.

He figured he hadn't discussed anything crucial with Quincy at that time.

"Us? It's nothing, she just wanted me to invest in her father's business." Everett quickly regained his composure as if he wasn't the one who had just disbanded the meeting room.

"Just that?"

"Yeah."

"Then why did you disband the meeting as soon as I joined? If it was just a business talk, I don't see why I couldn't listen in."

It turns out, a woman's intuition is terrifyingly accurate. Even if she didn't suspect Everett of being unfaithful, she felt there was something between them, something that had to be hidden from her.

But Quincy was still someone Jonathan had approved of, someone who almost married Everett. How could Dorothy not feel a bit uneasy? She didn't want Quincy treating her, didn't want Everett to have any more contact with her.

If it were someone else, Everett would have agreed immediately and followed through, but not this time with Quincy. He didn't agree. He even asked her not to inquire further.

Dorothy really didn't want to speculate or ponder, but she couldn't help herself. She switched her phone to silent mode, trying to focus her attention on her computer, on her projects, anything but Quincy.

After some time, she suddenly heard the front door open. Looking up, she saw Everett, dressed in a dark suit, frowning as he entered.

"Dorothy, I've been calling you. Why didn't you answer? I thought you—"

"I put it on silent." She showed him her phone, displaying twenty missed calls from Everett.

"You... came back just because of this?"