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."

his question, "Tyrone, you really don't know

notice anyone, she would have to be an A-list

you look her up for me?

almost squeezing the phone to pieces, but his

next breath, Tyrone's tone turned nonchalant, "This Quintessa, is she the one you fell for at

through the line as Alexander confessed, "It's

of emotions, nostalgia, joy, infatuation, from

eyes, Tyrone prodded, "But from the photo, she doesn't look that great? Just an ordinary woman with a bit of

understand her. If you never mind, Tyrone, I need this favor. Consider it a debt I owe you. Help me with this, and I'll do anything you need in

noises as he squeezed the phone,

about the noise, "What's with

is involved in scandals like escorting, hidden rules, abortion, being a third party, her reputation isn't good, right? Is she really worth al this

tactics, all bots, I know her. She couldn't possibly do those things. And even if she did, I'd believe she had no choice. You

his eyes. He scoffed internally: Oh, I don't know her? Does Alexander think he knows Quintessa better

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