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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

private man. Even in the sprawling York estate, he’d make sure his bedroom

Even his

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

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

she was, checking on him, only to

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

wrinkles seemed to deepen 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, he’s quite

accusatory finger, “Just wait until my

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

rarely entered, and upon getting in the room, she

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

night’s encounters. Her only thought was like, her son had been

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