GoodReadIf Dorothy died, even if Everett didn't pursue justice, the investigation into her death would inevitably drag Quincy into the mess. She was using Dorothy's wellbeing to threaten Everett, aiming to live comfortably, not to end up behind bars.
"You... you really do value Dorothy more than your own life." We're talking about poison here, the life-threatening kind. So, it's fair to say that if anything happened to Quincy before he received the final antidote-whether he died or lost his mind-Everett would be the one to pay the price! The risk hadn't disappeared; it had merely shifted onto Everett's shoulders.
"This is my only option." "But if Dorothy finds out, she would never agree to this!" Everett suddenly raised his voice, "She must never know. Absolutely not." "Don't worry, buddy, I'm always on your side! Even though I think your decision is somewhat harsh on yourself, you've made your choice to go this far. I can't let it all fall apart on my watch." When it cdown to serious matters, Jeffrey knew what he had to do and what he needed to avoid.
"Yeah, I don't want Dorothy to find out about this." Everett closed his eyes, "I've said it before, my love for her is my own burden; she shouldn't have to carry any part of it." He didn't want Dorothy to feel even the slightest bit of obligation or guilt.
"Whatever you need, just letknow. Even if it means crossing Karen, I've got to help you! If it wasn't for you helpingwith that blood type evidence, my daughter might not have been born. I'll never forget what you've done for me." No matter how much Jeffrey messed up, he always acknowledged the deeds Everett had done for him.
Everett never returned to Bay Residence. But Dorothy changed her mind. Since he didn't want to cback, she decided to visit him at the office instead. Even a glimpse from afar would suffice! So now, every day, as soon as Abigail and Langston went to school, she'd quickly get ready and head to the office, making even project team member Austin think she was exceptionally diligent, putting everyone else to shame. But as the project deadline approached, what reason would Dorothy have to visit the office? She couldn't just say she was there under a contract to hang around; that would invite gossip. Dorothy suddenly stood up from her chair, a bit unsteady... A wave of unease washed over her.
"Ms. Sanchez, what's wrong?" Seeing Dorothy stagger out of her office, Austin quickly asked. After all, she had once vomited blood in the office! "It's... it's nothing. I just need to step out." Dorothy waved him off, managing a weak smile before heading to the elevator. Austin pursed his lips, watching her for a moment. Noticing Dorothy had gone to the floor with the CEO's office, he felt relieved. She must be going to see Mr. Lopez.
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