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?”

her arm around his neck and playfully nibbled on his

laugh, “It’s

slowly, but surely,

be back

casual yet alluring look, twirling a strand of her black hair. “What, aren’t you happy that I came back early?”

ruined my chances with movie star Jonathan, how

“Tsk, mention him

out of his grasp. “Speaking of which, you came

I be afraid,

it off.

since you’re so afraid, say ‘Grandma‘

Tyrone’s face darkened.

hand around his neck and pinned him against the vanity, a mischievous grin on her

should’ve known

woman, always had

you’d better swallow that slyness of yours, or even if you do become my auntie by marriage, I

her eyes. “As if you could stop

“Then ahead and try

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