Chapter 1170 He’s the Homewrecker
- “Ma’am wasn’t feeling well after dinner, so she turned in early,” the maid replied.
- “Mm.” Cayden Moore nodded, headed upstairs, and pushed open the master bedroom door. It was pitch-black inside. Looked like Avery Rumpley had really gone to sleep.
- He didn’t wake her. He quietly closed the door and went to the study.