Tyrone's voice was unusually calm, as indifferent as a cup of cooled white water. His expression was as plain as his tone, but the veins bulging on the back of his hand betrayed the storm of emotions within

him.

Quintessa!

Alexander!

The two names echoed rapidly in Tyrone's mind, repeatedly assaulting his nerves.

Even what Alexander said again, he didn't have the mind to listen.

Snapping back to the moment, Tyrone said casually, "I'm sorry, what? Bad connection, I didn't catch it."

"Tyrone, you really don't

would have to be

pressed, "Then can you look her up for me? Her agency, her

squeezing the phone to pieces, but his response was casual, "Sure, no

"This Quintessa,

line as Alexander

sensed a lot of emotions, nostalgia, joy, infatuation, from

look that great? Just an ordinary woman with

need this favor. Consider it a debt I owe you. Help me

as he squeezed the phone, he

inquired about the noise, "What's with

By the way, I just checked online, it says that woman is involved in scandals like escorting, hidden rules, abortion, being a third

That stuff is just typical online smear tactics, all bots, I

complex expression crossed Tyrone's face, anger flickering in his eyes. He scoffed internally: Oh, I don't know her? Does Alexander think he knows

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