"Morton, something urgent came up, so I have to go... Take good care of Sean Quinn. I won't be staying over tonight..." Reaper Yates called out after hanging up.
"Okay."
"And tell Sean Quinn that this weekend—the day after tomorrow—I'll make it up to him. We'll go to my club and pull an all-nighter..."
"Okay."
Stella Lockwood felt an urge to flee. 'So they're out in the public, and they're not even trying to hide it from me? My mistake for being so blind.'
"Stella, I have to go. My boss needs me urgently, so I can't give you a ride... Morton, make sure Miss Lockwood gets home for me in a bit..." Reaper Yates said as he was about to leave.
'He can order Morton Grant around like he's his own man. The relationship between Reaper Yates and Sean Quinn must be serious.'
