James rolled his eyes. Could he be any more shameless?

Just 1 dollar, both Quintessa and her cronies seemed to think you could dismiss someone with pocket change.

As they walked, Tyrone said, "Keep a close eye on Rachel."

Rachel wasn't someone Tyrone respected. Everyone knew her true colors, yet she still played the part of the ice queen, all grace and virtue. Who knows how she might try to get back at Quintessa. "Got it," James replied.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Mr. York, what about Mr. Harrington's response?"

Tyrone's stride faltered for a second. "Stall him."

James couldn't help but say, "But, Mr. York, it's only a matter of time before he finds out."

"So let them find out," Tyrone said nonchalantly.

is just another word for

about the rest; as long as Quintessa's crew was under his control, it was all a game of

walking,

"Mr. York, what's wrong?"

expression was icy. "Did the contract fail to include a clause that prevented Quintessa from stirring

his head. "It seems we didn't cover

I don't want to hear about any scandals like the one

was worried. "But the contract's already signed. We can't just change it without noticing the

him a cold glare. "What if

conceded,

you doing here?" Quintessa was surprised to see the guy sitting in her chair, leisurely munching on the fruit platter Manny had prepared for her. Removing his sunglasses,

an eyebrow. "Speaking of which, I owe you one for the assist.

"Don't joke. Nobody could drown you. Your photo's been memed to death. I

and placed it

become a meme with captions like "Scorn," "Aloof," and all other sorts of funny text. Combined with the rumors swirling around her and Snow, they had successfully deflected the negative press. Her Twitter account

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