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."

watch. I'm coming to

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

at her reflection, "Let

wearing a perfect smile, Quintessa walked out, ready to

party, Quintessa scanned the crowd, but did not spot Sean and his wife. They must've found a quiet corner to stir up some fun. She decided to let them be, so they could add a bit of spice to

afar, Quintessa nodded slightly, signaling that her plan was in

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

Marrying into the Lott family? Not if she had

let her dear

through, turning down several men trying to chat her up, until she

Quintessa's approach; with her face going pale and her hands trembling, Miranda

doing

now," Miranda- hissed, wishing she could

in front of Jerome's

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