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.

kind of chump, and you can sell me off for a one dollar? Why don't you go rob a bank if you're gonna

with me? I

Tyrone was speechless.

can't blame Mr. York for this. Yesterday, he gave the check to Ms. Sullivan and let her write in the amount. She only put down

worth much, I sure am. I, Quintessa,

and straightened his clothes, which had been ruffled by Quintessa. "With the way you set your own price,

"Even the boss would be a bargain for you. With an

thought crossing Quintessa's mind, she sized up Tyrone. "Though the position of the boss's lady, I could be somewhat

it!

away. "I've got something to tell you.

serious. "Since you're my boss, I might as well make use of you. I need you

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