She deliberately dropped her crutch and let herself fall to the ground.

She made sure to appear frail and helpless.

Waylen happened to see Mavis falling.

He frowned and barked, “Stop the car.

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The chauffeur dithered about following Waylen’s order.

Waylen said in a low voice, “Help her get in the car and give her a ride home.

The chauffeur hesitated, “Mrs.

Fowler isn’t going to like this, Mr.

Fowler.

retorted, “If you don’t tell her, then she won’t

we’re just sending the

nothing wrong

refute his boss’ logic, the chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the car

sat next to

Waylen ignored Mavis, rested his head on the back of his

scent that was

quietly turned to

perfect,

this car was

&

those things, Mavis felt her blood boil with

the air around Waylen and then imagined what s@x with him would

the mattress? Would his handsome face contort in

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