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?"

"You're right,

master could actually say such things.

open his bedroom door, carrying Quintessa

good ten minute downstairs, Wilma

the York 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. No response-she

the door opened, revealing Cecilia, with a mask on her

tired to open her eyes, said, "Wilma, dear, I've told you, I'm tired from shopping today and needed to rest early. Unless the sky's falling, don't wake me." Wilma cautiously

"What are you saying?"

repeated her earlier

next second, Cecilia ripped off her facial mask, "Is this boy out of his

"Absolutely."

"Who is this woman?"

in. I didn't even see her face. He told me not to bother you

her son was

curiosity got the