Quintessa's smile slowly faded. "Auntie, cherish these few good days you have left. It's time for us to settle our score."

With Quintessa's return, the Youngs' halcyon days were numbered.

It was time for the Young family to repay what they owed her and her mother over the years.

Before Rachel could utter a word, Quintessa ended the call and blocked her number. Handing the phone back to Cecilia, she said, "Take good care of this, Auntie."

Cecilia snatched the phone from Quintessa's grasp, her eyes blazing with anger. "You're the Quintessa that Rachel warned me about."

bad-mouthed her to Cecilia well in advance. But it didn't matter to her; she had never intended to enter the York family anyway. With a nod, Quintessa admitted, "Yep, that's me. The daughter of 'that home wrecker, the uncontrollable flirt who supposedly seduces men left and

gaped at Quintessa, shocked at

a finger, Cecilia spat out,

shameless. You're neither the first

fall for someone like you. You

by all? If it wasn't for him crying and pleading, clinging onto me desperately, do you think I would spare him a glance?" Tyrone, caught off guard, touched his nose and cleared his throat, feeling utterly sidelined

the table. "What's not to like about

matter her own complaints, Cecilia wouldn't

call. I'm not limited to your son. With my looks and my figure, I can lure any man I want." Tyrone interjected

a sidelong glance. "Did I

off to bed. Don't

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