Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

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?"

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

blushed at overhearing this. The young master could

kicked open his bedroom door, carrying Quintessa

a good ten minute downstairs, Wilma finally decided to

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. No response-she must be asleep, so Wilma

Cecilia, with a

told you, I'm tired from shopping today and needed to rest early. Unless the sky's falling, don't wake me." Wilma cautiously said, "Madam, the young master just brought a girl

"What are you saying?"

repeated her earlier

facial mask, "Is this boy

"Absolutely."

"Who is this woman?"

young master carried her in. I didn't even see her face. He told me not to bother you and didn't want

was

curiosity got the