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

guest. But it might be too late. It's a perfect night for a

charming smile at

smile, Quintessa walked out, ready to witness the drama she

the party, Quintessa scanned the crowd, but did not spot Sean and his wife. They must've found a quiet corner to stir up some

nodded slightly, signaling

cold expression, with the shy-smiling Miranda

into the Lott family? Not if she had anything to say about

would she let her dear sister have her happily ever

through, turning down several men trying to chat her up, until she reached Jerome and wrapped an arm around his. Jerome looked down

with her face going pale and her hands trembling, Miranda knew that Quintessa was here

doing here? This

she

in front of Jerome's

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