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."

not to catch his drift at all, blurting out, "Oh, you're in a meeting? Well, I was just wondering about that little vixen and the singer's scandal flying high again. Were they caught living together last night? Wasn't she with

the reaction she expected from her son. Since he was little, Tyrone had always been possessive; he wouldn't let

"I'm in a meeting."

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

cut her off, "Mom, I thought you

that my son lost to another man. How am I supposed to

"I see!"

can you handle it or

expression darkened, "Mom, you

and tossing the phone aside, Tyrone

he glanced at Kevin, who seemed lost in

gaze over the executives, "I don't care how many all-nighters you pull or what, you do.

satisfactory merger one

swnove

year-end

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