Chapter 32

Violet said, “You better head back home; you can’t go in there now. Looks like this whole show’s gonna bomb anyway. Save yourself the trouble before Tyrone gives you more grief.”

Quintessa felt a warmth in her heart, “Okay, thanks, Violet.”

Violet nodded, “Alright, I’m heading in.”

“Okay.”

Quintessa glanced at the man standing a short distance away, his back to them as he spoke on the phone, a sinister smile playing on her lips.

After hanging up, Tyrone returned to find Violet sitting there, but no sign of Quintessa. He asked about her, and Violet made up an excuse that Quintessa wasn’t feeling well and had gone home.

Tyrone’s face soured on the spot. Without Quintessa, what was the point of sticking around? With a scowl, he left the joint.

the smell of smoke clinging

Tyrone approached his car, the driver waiting inside quickly got out and

he bent to get in, the driver began to close the door, but before it shut, someone pushed it open,

was too late the intruder had

still clearly see who had joined him. He paused, and then laughed, “I thought you

her hair and turned, her smile sultry, “You’re still here, and how could I bear to leave? Didn’t you say, Mr. York, that you wanted to try it tonight, see what’s real

and what’s not?”

a fool of her and then slink away silently. Even if she couldn’t get back at him, she wasn’t about to make things easy for him.

him down, but she could sure as hell make him

naturally choose the finest ride in the lot. Quintessa had scanned the parking area and spotted Tyrone’s car

melted away as he reached out and lifted

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smile forming on his lips.

what to do,

a swift motion, Tyrone pulled Quintessa into his

“Drive.”

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