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."

and the singer's scandal flying high again. Were they caught living together last night? Wasn't she with you? She was practically in your pocket, and you let someone snatch her away?" "Alright, I

little, Tyrone had always been possessive;

"I'm in a meeting."

little enchantress spent the night with two men, and you're still in the

thought you didn't like her? Why

embarrassing if it gets out that my son lost to another man. How am I supposed to face my card-playing friends? I

"I see!"

can you handle

"Mom, you can hang

tossing the phone aside, Tyrone addressed

he glanced at Kevin,

don't care how many all-nighters you pull or what, you do. If you

satisfactory merger one

swnove

year-end

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