Being in a devilishly good mood, Quintessa was itching to push Tyrone's buttons.

The phone went dead silent, but even through the screen, Quintessa could feel the rage radiating off Tyrone.

"Where the hell are you?" Tyrone's voice was icy, and his grip on the phone was so tight that he was nearly crushing it.

Peering the reflection of herself in the mirror, Quintessa had a wicked smile, "Like I'd tell you. How else am I supposed to enjoy my night with the new guy I've hooked up with?"

Just imagining Tyrone fuming made Quintessa's mood even better.

Tyrone let out a cold laugh, "Fine, you just wait. You better hope he's tough enough to keep you safe."

Quintessa raised an eyebrow, "Waiting for you? What for, to watch me and another guy getting cozy? Dream on."

I'm coming to end you

late. It's a perfect night for a fling," Quintessa taunted before

smile at her reflection, "Let

wearing a perfect smile, Quintessa walked

They must've found a quiet corner to stir up some fun. She decided to

from afar, Quintessa nodded slightly,

she saw Jerome wearing a cold expression, with the shy-smiling Miranda beside him, chatting with

mischievous. Marrying into the Lott family? Not if she

would she let her dear sister

trying to chat her up, until she reached Jerome and wrapped an

at Quintessa's approach; with her face going pale and

you doing here? This

Miranda- hissed, wishing she could

in front of

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