Wilma picked up the phone, "Maybe you should give the young master a call?"

"Should I, though?"

"Yes, after all, Ms. Young is his lady."

"You have a point." Mrs. York stretched out her hand, and Wilma passed the phone to her with a smile.

Taking the phone, Mrs. York dialed Tyrone's number.

But there was no answer. Mrs. York frowned and dialed again.

Finally, after the fourth attempt, the call connected.

"Mom, I'm in a meeting."

just wondering about that little vixen and the singer's scandal flying high

her son. Since he was little, Tyrone had

"I'm in a meeting."

foot in frustration, "That little enchantress spent the

off, "Mom, I thought you didn't like her?

liking her or not. It's embarrassing if it gets out that my son lost to another man. How am

"I see!"

handle

"Mom, you can hang up

ending the call and tossing the phone aside,

he glanced at Kevin, who seemed

coolly swept his gaze over the executives, "I don't care how many all-nighters you

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