Chapter 132

Tyrone naturally followed Quintessa; he wanted to see how Quintessa would act. She had been staying at the hotel long enough to know all the blind spots to the ever–watchful eyes of surveillance.

Arriving outside Roxanne’s room, Quintessa took a key card and swiped it to enter.

Tyrone’s eyes widened in shock. “When did you get that?”

Quintessa cast him á disdainful glance, not wanting to respond to such a foolish question.

Roxanne was out shooting a night scene and wouldn’t be back until late; the room was empty.

Quintessa quickly took out a small vial from her pocket. Tyrone asked her, “What’s this?”

Without answering, Quintessa moved into the bathroom and found Roxanne’s toothbrush. She squeezed two drops from the vial, which was no bigger than an eye drop bottle, onto the bristles. With a sinister smile, she said, “A little concoction that tums a eunuch into a virile man, and frigid women into lascivious ones. Want some?”

Dropping the concoction into water, Roxanne might not drink it, but the toothbrush was different–she would definitely brush her teeth.

Quintessa got such

his arms around her waist. “Alright. Let’s take

have a quickie in Roxanne’s room?

through the door, checked that no one was outside, and then quickly slipped

the hotel, Quintessa turned to

you’re actually asking me for a favor? What’s it?”

for help

been silent until now.

of about twenty small cards from her pocket, each printed with pictures of

find a spot crowded with guys and hand these out,”

a mix of

these

watched as Tyrone’s facial muscles twitched. “Not up for it? Never mind, I knew

Tyrone snatched

said, “I’ll do

Who was he?

yet not taking it easy, seeking trouble instead, and now he was distributing call cards. It was his first time being called useless by

his days off, he was here, up to no good with

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