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Chapter 977
Chapter 977
He had a way with her, a gentleness that was almost tender, the kind that spoke volumes. To him, Dorothy was his heart's delight.
“I don’t want special treatment, not from you, Austin, not from anyone. It wouldn’t sit right with the others,” Dorothy insisted, her thoughts drifting to Ophelia and their past confrontations.
Returning to the fourth project team, Dorothy noticed Ophelia’s absence, likely fallout from that botched pricing issue. The Lopez Corporation, with its sprawling empire, wouldn’t let such missteps slide unnoticed.
“Alright, my lips are sealed,” he promised, though Dorothy doubted the sincerity in his assurance.
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After Dorothy entered the conference room, Everett finally left the office. Before driving off, he instructed Kevin to keep an eye on Dorothy during the meeting and to report back the moment it ended.
Everett arrived at the secluded diner he and Quincy had agreed on. It was off the beaten path, attracting few visitors.
Stepping out of his car, Everett saw Quincy approaching. His stride was purposeful, his expression stern.
“I need the antidote.”
“You’ll have it,” Quincy assured with a gentle smile, gesturing towards the diner. “I’ve reserved us a table. Shall we?”
Everett glanced at her. “I’m in a hurry.”
“Not even to discuss Ms. Sanchez?”
“Spit it out.” Restraining himself from lashing out at Quincy was proving difficult.
Quincy sighed, then pulled out a small vial from her bag and handed it over. “This will keep Ms. Sanchez safe for another month.”
Grabbing the vial, Everett turned to leave.
Quincy hesitated, then followed him. “Mr. Lopez! A moment, please.”
But Everett didn’t stop, heading straight for his car.
Ignoring him like this was a blow to Quincy’s pride.
“Aren’t you worried I might not give you the antidote next time?”
Her words finally made him pause and give her a look. “Out with it.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
Quincy bit her lip, searching his face. “If I keep using this antidote to control you, would you really spend your life doing my bidding for Ms. Sanchez’s sake?”
Everett’s gaze darkened. “Get to the point.”
“I’ve never seen such genuine love, not among our circles. It’s always about convenience, never about commitment.”
“All you need to know is if anything happens to Dorothy, you’ll regret it,” Everett stated flatly, rolling up his window and speeding off, leaving Quincy alone with her thoughts.
Curiosity piqued, Quincy wondered just how far Everett would go for Dorothy. As she turned to leave, Quincy noticed two familiar men with menacing stares. She recognized them as
acquaintances of her brother.
Panicked and alone, she quickly dialed the last number she’d called. “Everett… can you come back?”