The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Quincy's demise meant Everett was as good as dead!

How could Lane possibly pass up such an opportunity?

Nobody knew the hell Lane had been through after being booted out of the country. Every day, his so-called friends mocked him for his audacity in competing with Everett for a woman's affection.

But he did it anyway.

So what now?

"All you want is for Mr. Lopez to kick the bucket, right? Spare me, and I swear, I won't concoct an antidote for him!" Quincy never imagined that his attempt to poison Everett would end up being exploited by Lane! He had nothing to lose...

Unlike Everett back then, who at least cared about Dorothy. He was afraid that without him, no one would be able to develop an antidote!

But Lane was different. He wanted the antidote, and without anyone else able to make it, he was in the clear.

"Quincy, why should I believe a word from the living? If you were dead, it'd save me a whole lot of trouble! Out here, in the middle of nowhere, I could just bury you-" Lane couldn't suppress his smirk, "Then all I'd have to do is find a good hiding spot and quietly wait for the news of Everett's untimely demise!"

"Come to think of it, you've done me a huge favor! They say heaven helps those who help themselves, and with Everett dying by my hands, wouldn't you say I've won?" Quincy could see that Lane had lost his mind.

And judging by his demeanor, this madness wasn't a recent development, it was just triggered by the poison incident!

"You win! You're better than Mr. Lopez in every way! If I were Dorothy, I'd choose you!" Quincy could only agree, trying to buy time, hoping for a sliver of a chance to survive.

If only she knew this poison would backfire, she'd have been better off following her parents' wishes, marrying anyone they chose rather than facing death!

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Even seeing her name, Lane wasn't worried.

He leaned back, casually answering the call.

"Lane! Let Quincy go, now!"

Quincy could hear Dorothy's voice and immediately screamed, "Ms. Sanchez, save me! Please!"

This might be her only chance, and now Quincy couldn't care less if she angered Lane.

"Shut the hell up!" Lane lashed out with a brutal kick!

Quincy was hit hard, her head smacking against the ground, her eyes rolling back as she passed out.

"Lane! Don't do this to her! If you're angry, take it out on me!"

"Why would I do that? I'm all for you, Dorothy! Just you wait a little longer...we'll be together soon enough!"All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Have you lost your mind?" Dorothy realized something was terribly off with Lane, "If you kill Quincy, you're going down too!"

Lane chuckled, "Sounds like you care

about met I'd love to believe that But I'm not stupid. I know you're more worried about Everett! Afraid that if Quincy dies, no one will be there to save him, right?"

It was then Dorothy understood why Lane was holding Quincy captive.

"How did you know about the poison?"

"There's a lot I know! Like...you and Everett, you're still playing Quincy for a fool, pretending to be broken up when you're actually together!"