Tyrone and James were dumbstruck; all eyes in the vicinity shifted their way. Manny hurried to Quintessa's side, trying to defuse the situation. "Quinn, cool it, will ya? You're a starlet, for heaven's sake. The whole crew's watching. What if someone snaps a pic and it goes viral? That ain't good for your rep."

Quintessa shook off Manny's grip. "I can't care about that right now."

There was fire blazed in her eyes, which could literally incinerate Tyrone on the spot. "The check. Hand it over. Now." Suppressing a smirk, Tyrone glanced at James, who quickly fumbled a checkbook out of his pocket, his hands trembling. Quintessa snatched it away. "A pen."

James, ever the accommodating assistant, produced a pen and thoughtfully removed the cap before handing it to her.

Quintessa scribbled a string of zeros on the check without bothering to count them, tore it out, and thrust it into Manny's hands. "Hold this for me."

Manny nearly had his eyes popped out at the sight of all those zeros. This was a lot.

for a one dollar? Why don't you go rob a bank if you're

think you can compare with me? I

Tyrone was speechless.

he gave the check to Ms. Sullivan and let her write in the amount.

am. I, Quintessa, have the looks, the body, and the talent. And she sells me for one dollar? How am I supposed to show

straightened his clothes, which had been ruffled by Quintessa. "With the

the boss would be a bargain for you. With an employee like me, you should just go to bed

thought crossing Quintessa's mind, she sized up Tyrone. "Though the position

hard for it! It's not impossible to go

his hand away. "I've got something

moved to a quieter spot, and Quintessa's expression turned dead serious. "Since you're my boss, I might as well make use of you. I need you to

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