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Chapter Ten
*Timothy*
The woman was a mess, her hair was tied up in a bun that reached almost to her forehead, her eyes were a little puffy and Timothy was immediately concerned, even though she had left his apartment a little embarrassed, he didn’t think she was that affected by the fact that he had taken the audacity to take her home when she fainted.
He just acted on impulse after Troy had told him she just needed to rest and get something to eat.
He caught himself getting in the car and telling Clark to take them to his penthouse.
It was amazing how someone trying to help another person made them feel offended and, in that case, Timothy was incredibly surprised, no one had ever refused help from him, it always had a positive ef
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