Chapter 502

Recalling the recent commotion at Murray Sherwood Inc. caused by Millie's mom and her troublemaker brother, it was a blessing in disguise that... Mrs. Beverley would have fainted in the restroom, right?

York let out a disdainful tsk.

Soon, his ride-share arrived.

"Sir! Sir! Just a moment-"

York was about to climb into the back seat when the restaurant manager caught up to him.

"What is it?"

"Well, our server found a scarf and a brooch left behind in one of the private dining rooms. Seems like a lady must have forgotten them..."

The Roseanne family had left early, and the manager, seeing York who had also dined there, immediately stopped him.

"I'll take it to them."

"Thank you so much."

York grabbed the scarf, tossing it into the back seat, planning to send it over to Roseanne with a courier service the next day.

"Let's go, driver."

"Sure thing."

Halfway there, Cliff called-

yet? What time is it? We're all waiting on just you! Didn't party too

background noise was a mix of loud music and chatter, clearly

to talk! Hold on, I'm on my

address and directed

Slide Bar-

with a slap on the back and an arm around his shoulder as they walked in: "Rushed over so fast, you weren't sneaking out of

"As if I'd believe

girlfriend, stop spreading

relationship, right?"

a chill flashing in his eyes: "Who told

"Leda."

"When?"

for a

elzet

weekend? I was at the tennis club and saw her getting cozy

her how to serve,

just stand

cuckolding is a personal affront; it was

up his sleeves and charged, ready

Turns out...

faking it, playing the field on the side, and beat

o belongs to

swnonet

how to play the game, finding Leda as a perfect partner to keep up appearances for the family. Why

booth, York

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