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Chapter 73

Quintessa dressed at a leisurely pace, unfazed by Mrs. York’s presence in the room.

She wouldn’t be embarrassed even if it were her son standing there – modesty wasn’t exactly her strong suit.

But Ms. York was another story. The mention of her son sent her into a tizzy. “Nonsense, my son would never allow strangers in his

home

York estate, he’d make sure his

Even his

drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His sanctuary remained

had been worried sick. Tyrone hadn’t come home all night, and

only to find

you’re Tyrone’s mom, right? You’ve had kids; surely you don’t think I’m here just for a glass of

with her frown. “You shameless creature, how could my son possibly be interested in you?” Quintessa zipped up her jacket, ‘Sorry to burst your bubble, but your son,

York pointed an accusatory finger, “Just wait until my son deals with you.”

chuckled, “Funny you should say that. As the ‘siren, I’ve already ensnared your son.”

toward the bedroom – a place she rarely entered, and upon getting

with a blanket slinging low around his waist, bare–chested in a way that

scandalous thoughts of the previous night’s encounters. Her only thought was like,

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