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.”

up, “Oh now I remember; you mean Quintessa,

curious spark ignited in Jerome, “How come you

How could I forget? Man, I had such a, let’s just say, a keen interest in that woman. I heard she’s

you wanted her to seduce you?”

ordinary, she’s a knockout – 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

back now, so

“You said it.”

glass tightened until his knuckles turned white. It seemed he wasn’t the only man with

“Hey, isn’t your fiancée Quintessa’s aunt?

woman?”

on know her.”

drink lazily, drawling,

face wore a half–smile;

whatsoever. It was as if

that was left was to sign the contract and wait for

had been no news about the role 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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