Chapter 49

Tyrone’s face went from zero to thundercloud in a split second after hearing those words,

Quintessa reached out, stroked his cheek with a casual touch, and licked her lips with at rogue’s grin, “I recall you weren’t so modest back in the day, Mr. York. You tore my dress off with such ease! Remember that swarm of paparazzi? You were quite the exhibitionist, clinging to me like we were two halves of a whole. And now you’re playing shy? That’s a

new one on me.”

Tyrone was speechless. He felt as though the tables had turned. Had his thunder been stolen?

For the first time, Tyrone felt a peculiar sense of suffocation, but couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

Quintessa turned to grab her purse, ‘Alright, you’ve had your bit of fun, and I’ve got places to be. Play nice, will you?”

candy. Tyrone wiped the lipstick from the corner of his

She looked down to see a brand–new phone, its case a

she often wore.

Tyrone, who was all cool detachment, “It’s got my number

clear: from now

confessed to pocketing that night. No matter. She had kept it

to woo

“Whatever you want, earn it by taking good care

chin, “Sure thing. You just wait and see. I’ll have you happily opening that wallet

Tyrone his money was nothing to her. She wasn’t bluffing. If she wanted

bill.

17:08

York. Not all of us can live without e financial worry In the world.”

take care of me, and you’ll never worry about anything but having too much money.”

made Quintessa want to slap him right there. Gritting her teeth and arching an

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