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.

off his jacket, the smell of smoke clinging to him, which

right in front of the restaurant, and as Tyrone approached his car,

to close the door, but before it shut,

to stop it, but was too late the intruder had already slipped inside.

still clearly see who had joined him.

her smile sultry, “You’re still here, and how could I bear to

and what’s not?”

never one to let things slide. She wouldn’t let Tyrone make a fool of her and then slink

to take him down, but she could sure as

naturally choose the finest ride in the lot. Quintessa had scanned the parking area and spotted Tyrone’s car almost instantly, watching it

he reached out and lifted her chin with

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smile forming on his

what to do,

Tyrone pulled

“Drive.”

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