Wilma's heart raced as she hurried to catch up. "Master. You're back, and this lady is?"

Tyrone kept walking without stopping, heading straight ahead: "My woman, don't worry about it and go on down."

Wilma caught up again: "Madam has already gone to bed, should I...?"

"No, don't let her disturb us."

Right now, Tyrone didn't want to see Cecilia. If he had to see her, it could wait till tomorrow. He didn't want anything delaying his "feast."

Wilma watched as Tyrone carried Quintessa upstairs, sighing to herself. Young people were so passionate, burning the midnight oil like this.

Quintessa's head spun from being jostled, she said, "Tyrone, put me down first. Can't we have a proper conversation?"

very seriously: "You're right, what can't be conversed

master could actually say such things.

his bedroom door,

good ten minute downstairs, Wilma finally decided

family for years, and it was the first time she saw the young master bring a woman home. Such explosive news, if she didn't tell Madam, she'd definitely be blamed tomorrow Wilma ran to Cecilia's bedroom door and knocked a few times.

opened, revealing Cecilia, with a mask

Unless the sky's falling, don't wake me." Wilma cautiously said, "Madam, the young master

"What are you saying?"

repeated her

her facial mask, "Is this

"Absolutely."

"Who is this woman?"

her in. I didn't even see

son was indeed "feasting,"

the

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