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."

Whatever you do, I

want her involved in that

are no secrets that time does not reveal, nor is there endless luck without

everything was laid bare, could Quintessa still make a stealthy move? The people from the Young family were probably thinking of how to deal with her now. Quintessa slowly

back. "Don't you get how dangerous

tell me, what's

give you." Tyrone

"What?"

guarantee your

chuckled. "But I don't need

tearing each other apart or teasing,

admired Quintessa's fierce and decisive nature,

want her to drag herself down

want to woo me, shower me with money, cars, houses, and jewels. In time, I might just fall into your bed. But my business? That's

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

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