Tyrone hung up the phone, his face a study in calmness.

During the call, he thought he'd smash his cell to bits and burst into flames of rage once he was done. Alexander's sudden call had thrown a wrench into all his meticulous plans. Yet now, nothing happened.

A fire was raging in his chest, but Tyrone was eerily composed.

The woman Alexander was in love with was Quintessa. They had met back in Serenitia.

Tyrone had lied to his best friend. He said he didn't know Quintessa.

He was aware it wasn't right.

But why should he tell Alexander about it?

let him swoop in

stupidity was not

and unscrupulous. The ruffian he became around Quintessa was reserved

played his cards close

had to clench what he wanted in his fist, and no one else even had

ways, he and Quintessa were alike—what's mine is mine, and don't you

know it's wrong to deceive you, but I won't feel a speck of guilt because when it

want her, but so do I. There's no reason I should let you have her, even if

that his best

it about you that even Alexander is drawn

picked up the office phone,

and as soon as he stepped

Tyrone appeared normal, the vibe was off. James felt even his

to attention, James

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