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

"Of course not. Why would I pay attention to some minor celeb? If I'm going to notice anyone, she would have to be an A-list star. Who is she anyway?" Tyrone's

you look her up for me? Her

to pieces, but his response was casual, "Sure, no

breath, Tyrone's tone turned nonchalant, "This Quintessa, is she the

line as Alexander confessed, "It's

phone, Tyrone sensed a lot of emotions, nostalgia, joy, infatuation, from Alexander's

"But from the photo, she doesn't look that great? Just an ordinary

it a debt I

as he squeezed the phone, he said,

inquired about the noise, "What's with the

like escorting, hidden rules, abortion, being a third party,

tactics, all bots, I know her. She

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

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