"Master Tom," Zack Penn pleaded, his voice laced with urgent anxiety. He blocked the path to the bedroom door, his face flushed. "With all due respect to your reputation, if you were the one treating the Young Miss, I would trust you ten thousand times over. But that... that kid in there?"
Zack gestured frantically at the closed door. "He is a young man in his prime, brimming with vigor and testosterone. We've left him alone in a bedroom with an unconscious, vulnerable woman. If he can't control himself—if he does something untoward to the Young Miss—her innocence will be ruined! Can we really take that risk?"
Hearing these words, Dragon Hood’s expression darkened. The confidence he had momentarily placed in Frank Yates began to waver.
Concern creates chaos. When it came to his daughter
