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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,

Even his

a fortress – his mother might drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His sanctuary remained untouched by outside influence.

been worried sick. Tyrone hadn’t come home all night, and now it was

here she was, checking on him, only to find

right? You’ve had kids;

how could my son possibly be interested in you?” Quintessa zipped up her jacket, ‘Sorry

finger, “Just wait until my son

As

Mrs. York stormed toward the bedroom – a place she rarely entered, and upon getting in the

his waist, bare–chested in a way that screamed impropriety.

scandalous thoughts of the previous night’s encounters. Her only thought was like, her son had been taken advantage

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