The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 909

"Oh? You've got a plan?" Jonathan knew all too well what his son was like. "You're not just stalling me, are you?"

"With my family's reputation, you shouldn't have such doubts."

Jonathan laughed, "You are always the visionary! Alright, I'll agree to your terms, but don't take too long. Jonathan's not the patient type."

"I've got it under control."

...

Dorothy didn't immediately return to the Bay Residence with Everett.

She was all too aware of her disheveled state. She feared that Abigail and Langston would be scared if they saw her like this.

Back in the hotel suite, Everett, with his penchant for cleanliness, couldn't help but frown deeply at the sight of beer cans littered all over the floor.

"You should get some sleep."

"And you?" Dorothy looked up at him.

"I'll clean up a bit."

"I can do it myself. You're hurt."

Everett stood still, repeating with a commanding tone, "Go to sleep."

"Okay."

He watched Dorothy curl up in bed, her small figure forming a lump under the covers, let out a shallow sigh, and then bent down to pick up the beer cans.

It was clear Dorothy was now relying heavily on alcohol. She never used to be like this! In fact, she used to hate drinking.

Because of his injuries, Everett's movements were slow. Thinking Dorothy had fallen asleep, he didn't call for hotel cleaning services. Of course, he also wanted to spend more time alone with Dorothy.

Who knew, the next second she might turn cold again, hurl harsh words, and ask him to leave.

A bitter smile tugged at Everett's lips.

To have come to this point in life, he wondered if he was too successful or too much of a failure.