Upon hearing Rachel's name, Tyrone sharply turned to Cecilia, his dark eyes seeming to bore into her very soul, sending shivers down her spine.

With a sheepish look on her face, Cecilia shot a glare at Quintessa and hurriedly explained to Tyrone, "Well, I don't know either. I didn't answer it. Who knows why she called me - I've blocked her number." Just a moment ago, Cecilia was scolding her son, but now she was cowed under the pressure of a mere phone call.

The phone was still buzzing insistently when Quintessa stopped Cecilia in her tracks, "Hey, hold up, don't block her just yet. If she's calling back-to-back like this, it must be something urgent. Let's hear her out first."

Then, turning to Tyrone with a smirk, Quintessa cooed, "Don't you agree, darling?"

Her "darling" was so syrupy sweet it sent shivers down Cecilia's spine, and she shot Quintessa a venomous look that screamed "Vixen."

knowing Quintessa was up to no good, Tyrone felt a sudden urge to indulge her. "Mom, just take the call, see what she wants, okay? And I better not find out that

Cecilia begrudgingly held

was filled with a desperate edge, "Auntie, I'm so sorry to bother you, but there's

off, "Enough, don't call me again. I'm with Tyrone right now, and he won't be pleased. I'm

to end the call, Quintessa, who had been eyeing the phone like a hawk,

Cecilia gasped in shock.

stopped her. He was curious to

the call on speakerphone, a wicked smile playing at the corners of her mouth, "Hey there, dear auntie Rachel, how are

static came through before Rachel's trembling voice responded,

her hair nonchalantly, "Oh come on, it's only been three years. Have you already forgotten my voice? Seems

anger and frustration were palpable in Rachel's voice,

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