Chapter 35

Shelby’s head was bowed, her tone feeble as she asked, “Wilbur, are you and Miss Faye married?”

“No,” Wilbur said, sitting up.

“What are you two, then?”

“Colleagues.”

After Shelby heard his reply, she sat down next to Wilbur on his bed. She leaned towards him, the front of her dress falling to expose her cleavage and her fair, smooth legs.

“Wilbur, I’m really grateful for you but… I don’t know what I should do. You don’t think I’m a bad person, do you?” Shelby looked at Wilbur.

Wilbur took in the sight of a pitiful–looking Shelby gazing at him. “We can talk in the living room. This isn’t very appropriate.”

Yet just then, Shelby inched even closer. She was practically running against Wilbur’s body as she cooed, Wilbur, I need some comfort. Can you make me feel better?”

It was the middle of the night, and there was a beauty practically throwing herself at Wilbur. Any other man would have found it hard to resist.

sense that something

off the bed at

teeth before

doing?” He pushed Shelby away as he

a vice grip on Wilbur while she tugged and ripped at his clothes insistently. Wilbur flared up in anger

turned and came to the living

ripped most of her pajamas to show a great deal of skin. She screamed and

confused. He had no idea

sleepily, before taking in the sight of Wilbur’s

I don’t think

once, trying to get him to

before describing what had just

shock after

she would trust Wilbur without a doubt. Shelby,

victim when they found her, a helpless girl with no one to rely on. Why did she have to do

trying to get me in trouble. You should

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trying to do that?” Faye said, shocked.

“I can’t tell for sure. I’ve offended a good number of people recently. This could’ve been planned by any

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