Tyrone watched Quintessa with a frosty gaze. "But you've already provoked me."

Quintessa didn't argue. It was useless now to say who provoked whom. Anyway, they were already entangled.

Her smirked. "Is it too late to back off?"

His eyes held a ruthless glint. "It's too late."

Back off? That was a joke. Nothing she said would make a difference now.

There was no way he was going to let Quintessa go and live her life carefree.

Quintessa shrugged, said nothing more, and pushed Tyrone away. "I'm leaving."

arm. "Don't go messing with the Young family anymore. Otherwise, you'll end up in trouble sooner or later. Whatever you do, I can help you." Tyrone had seen Quintessa's two attempts on the Young family before, finding it amusing at

He didn't want her involved in that

no secrets that time does not reveal,

stealthy move? The people from the Young family were probably thinking of how to deal with her now. Quintessa slowly pulled her hand

you get how

him. "Danger? Then tell me, what's safe?

can give

"What?"

can guarantee

chuckled. "But I

were either tearing each other apart

fierce and decisive nature, her attitude

drag herself down in pursuit

woo me, shower me with money, cars, houses, and jewels.

turned as dark as ink. Quintessa had made it clear: sharing her bed might be possible, but meddling

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