The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 415

Huxley had left a door open for Heather, a chance for redemption if she chose honesty over deceit. But if she continued to cover her tracks, Huxley was certain that the car accident that had landed his son in the hospital was tied to her in some hidden way.

"Huxley, don't you trust me?" Heather's voice quivered slightly, a mix of indignation and fear.

"Should I trust you?" Huxley met her gaze with an unfaltering stare, not bothering to sugarcoat his suspicion. "Heather, have you been lying so much that you can't even keep your stories straight? When my son was first admitted here, you were on your knees admitting that you had argued with him over Everett's affair, which led to him storming out of the office. And now, all of a sudden, you're claiming it was work-related?"

Decades in the cutthroat world of business had honed Huxley's skills in reading people, and he wasn't about to be hoodwinked by a slip of a girl.

He hadn't pressed her further at the time, opting instead to let the matter rest – a strategic retreat that allowed him to spring a surprise interrogation later.

If her story remained consistent, he might believe her for once. If not, she was the prime suspect in his book. And Huxley had no ties to the Garcias; if someone was gunning for his son, he wouldn't stand idly by.

"It started with work, but then it escalated because of Everett," Heather murmured, feeling mentally stretched thin lately, causing these silly mistakes.

When Jeffrey had been rushed to the hospital, her only thought was to distance herself from suspicion, but it seemed her eager defense had only drawn more attention to herself.

"There's no need to backtrack now. The truth will come to light soon enough, Heather. If you're innocent, you have nothing to fear," Huxley said as he took a step back, gesturing dismissively. "You've seen how much is going on with my family lately; I'm not in a position to play host. You may as well go about your business. When my son wakes up, if he does, I'll have him get in touch with you."

Dismissed so coldly, Heather had no choice but to leave.

Reluctantly, she gathered her belongings. "Huxley, I'll come by when I have a chance."