Chapter 16

Wouldn’t give the time of day, but Tyrone is different, huh?

Exactly.

Quintessa’s word echoed relentlessly in Jerome’s ears, stirring a nameless rage within him. How in the world was he any less than Tyrone?

Suddenly, someone quipped, “What’s up with you today, Mr. Lott? You’re not in your usual spirits. That cute chick over there, and you’re not making a move? What’s the matter, afraid your lady back home will get jealous?”

Jerome’s mind raced, and he managed a smile, saying, “Nothing much, just bumped into an old acquaintance today. Got me a bit sentimental.”

The guy casually probed, “Who?”

“My future sister–in–law.”

“Your sister–in–law?”

“Yeah, Miranda’s sister.”

guy lit up, “Oh now I remember; you mean Quintessa, right?”

curious spark ignited in Jerome, “How

let’s just say, a keen interest in that woman. I heard she’s quite the flirt, loves to seduce others‘ boyfriends. I used to

“What, you wanted her to

a rare find. Just seeing her, I’d get a hard–on, seriously. It’s been years, and I still regret not making my move before she was shipped off

so here’s your chance.”

“You said it.”

It seemed

“Hey, isn’t your fiancée Quintessa’s

woman?”

lounged on know

swirling his drink lazily,

wore a

effect on him whatsoever. It was as if it really didn’t matter to him.

that was left was

in the film “Whispers in the Wind“. After a full week of waiting, at 10 p.m. on a weekend night,

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