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She took Yvonne's favor and then just disappeared?

Finley mused, shaking his head in disbelief.

His sister truly hadn't changed a bit. She just grabbed whatever she could from Yvonne and bolts.

He chuckled wryly, knowing full well that Yvonne wasn't someone whose favors you could just take and run. Skye clearly hadn't learned her lesson after all these years.

Ronald lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag.

"So, where's Yvonne now?" Finley asked, a hint of concern in his voice. He was worried about Skye's whereabouts after leaving Portis City. Heading back to Ferrowland was like asking for trouble with Yvonne on her tail. Ronald replied, "She's probably in Sands City by now."

"Thank goodness," Finley exhaled, relieved to know Yvonne wasn't in Ferrowland, "Don't tell her anything for now."

He didn't want Yvonne knowing that Skye had duped her again. If Yvonne found out, all hell would break loose between them.

Yvonne's truly unbelievable. Star is right there beside her brother; there's no way Star could flee this time! And yet, she still managed to partner up with Skye.

"Ms. Yvonne will find out sooner or later," Idris interjected.

Finley sighed, knowing Idris's words only

the handful, and Yvonne was just as stubborn. The two of them were

that was worth the trip. It certainly wasn't just a trifle if Skye

...

reaching for the glass

was empty, Ronald's warmth long gone. Clearly,

bed with him now felt entirely different, especially with the way his

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charismatic voice cut through

doorway, dressed casually inca sleek gray lounge set. Even in such relaxed attire, his presence

half-asleep, Stella mumbled,

her close against his chest. "Say my name again," he urged softly, a flutter rising in

blinked at

"Go on, say it."

"Now?" She was baffled.

It felt strange.