NovelEnglishPacing around his room for what felt like an eternity, Quincy just couldn't sit still any longer. So, he decided to throw on a jacket and head over to the hotel early. After all, if he didn't go inside, no one would know exactly when he arrived! What if...
What if there was a traffic jam at the scheduled time? What if he was late and Everett ran out of patience, unable to wait any longer? With this thought, Quincy finally cracked a smile.
He had been looking forward to this day for so long, planning meticulously. The day he would becEverett's.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had been preparing for ages, while Everett was still tied up in meetings at Lopez Corporation.
Had Kevin not reminded him, Everett might have completely forgotten about Quincy.
Leaving the conference room, Everett's hands, defined and strong, undid the top button of his shirt. Raising an eyebrow, he asked Kevin, "Everything's set?" "Don't worry, everything's ready!" "Hmm," he nodded, took the elevator straight down to the underground car park.
It wasn't until they were in the car that Kevin handed over the room card.
"Mr. Lopez, if Ms. Sanchez asks later, do you wantto tell her?" Kevin knew they wouldn't be finished in tto pick up Abigail and Langston to bring them back to Bay Residence, and Quincy would likely ask.
Everett paused, then said, "Don't tell her yet. I'll talk to her when I get htonight." "Understood!" The car journey to the hotel was quiet. Everett took a deep breath to adjust his mindset before entering. Reaching the hotel room door, he swiped the card and pushed the door open, finding it empty.
He knew Quincy would play this game, acting all coy as if she was too modest to arrive early. Sure enough, Everett had barely stepped in when he heard Quincy's timid voice. "Mr. Lopez... I'm sorry, I'm late." "Hmm," Everett didn't show much emotion, just responded and walked in.
Quincy was mainly nervous, her mind aflutter, hardly thinking about anything else as she followed him inside. The door closed behind them, and her heart skipped a beat.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mr. Lopez..." "You go take a shower first," Everett said, beginning to remove his suit jacket, signaling he wasn't planning on leaving anytsoon.
Quincy's cheeks flushed even redder, she nodded quickly, and hurried into the bathroom.
Everett took out his phone and walked towards the window, noticing two messages from Dorothy on WhatsApp.
"Ah! Starting a company is so hard! I went to register the company ntoday, thought of two, but both were rejected, said they were already taken." "Everett, can you helpthink of a name? Something that sounds really powerful."
His lips curved slightly, imagining Dorothy's frustrated expression as spre sent these messages. "Something powerful?" "Yes! Something that immediately makes people want to collaborate!" Dorothy replied quickly.
Hearing the shower running, Everett glanced away from the window and ve typeq, "How about, Everett's Empire?" Dorothy responded with a string of ellipses, "I was being serious!"
"So was I." He couldn't help but smirk, "Nit that, and I guarantee m companies will fine up to work with you." Simple and straightforward. "I shouldn't have asked you! Anyway, what tare you coming back tonight?" Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming these rich women will persue you.
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