Chapter 118

There was no one else in the dressing room. Quintessa was removing her. Makeup and changing clothes, ignoring Tyrone completely.

Tyrone, holding Quintessa’s phone and browsing through it, asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Quintessa replied with a noncommittal shrug, “Nothing much, just not used to it.”

“Not used to what?”

Quintessa glanced at Tyrone’s lips. “Well, usually I’m the one who kisses you first. You catch me off guard with a kiss, obviously, I’m not used to it.”

“What, you want to kiss me back?”

Suddenly, Quintessa commanded, “Bow your head.”

Tyrone frowned. “What for?”

and playfully nibbled on his lip: “There, that’s

help but laugh, “It’s

but surely,

you say you’d be

looked at Quintessa’s casual yet alluring look, twirling a strand of her black hair. “What, aren’t you happy that I came back

chances with movie

pulled on her hair slightly, “Tsk,

you came back early

chin. “Scared? Why should I be afraid, if not for afraid that you would

it

since you’re so afraid, say ‘Grandma‘ for me.”

Tyrone’s face darkened.

vanity, a mischievous grin on her lips: “No? If you don’t say it, perhaps later you can

should’ve known you

wicked woman, always had a way of flirting.

yours, or even if you do become my auntie by marriage, I won’t hesitate to take you both

if you could stop me.”

Quintessa’s face hard. “Then ahead

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