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.

“If you don’t tell her, then

just sending the poor

nothing wrong with

chauffeur had no choice but to get out of the car and then help

sat next

head on the back of his seat, and

Waylen’s scent that was

quietly turned to stare at

sharp and perfect, and he exuded such a

this car was

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Mavis felt

then imagined what s@x with him would

mattress? Would his handsome face contort in sweet

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