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

The young master could actually say such things. Oh, the openness

open his bedroom door,

hesitating for a good ten minute downstairs, Wilma finally decided to dash

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

opened, revealing Cecilia, with a mask on her face, appeared before

Unless the sky's falling, don't wake me." Wilma cautiously said, "Madam, the young master just brought a girl home and went straight to his room to...you know. Will this bring trouble the

"What are you saying?"

her

her facial mask, "Is

"Absolutely."

"Who is this woman?"

master carried her in. I didn't even see her face. He told me not to

If her son was

got the better

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