Chapter 72

“Is she pretty

Had he not seen women prettier than her?

Good–natured?

What a joke! He never knew a woman who could have such a foul temper.

Kind?

Bullcrap. He had never met anyone more malicious or deceitful than her,

And yet, why did he, Tyrone, do such irrational things for her? He actually helped her commit murdert

Tyrone glared at Quintessa. When people are sleep, they usually lower their defenses, and maybe become less irritating.

But she was different. Even in sleep, she still had her fists clenched, her brows furrowed, and her lips pursed; her face always carried a guard against the world.

seemed like anyone who got close would be bitten to

th the

xt second.

hour, his calm exterior grew Increasingly agitated.

number: “Hey, it’s me. Erase all the surveillance footage from

on the other

my family’s hospital. I want it gone. Got

up, Tyrone felt him unable to suppress the rage boiling inside him, so

“Get out. This is my bedroom.”

Quintessa murmured, “Don’t

teeth, “My bed!”

lazy kick, “I’ve slept with you. What’s a bed to

Tyrone was speechless.

and pulled the entire

fall off

others would; she just lay, there, still.

fuss, he was the one who

raised his foot; a simple nudge would send Quintessa

after a few seconds, he retracted his

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