Quintessa heard the voice, and all her hesitation before making the call vanished.

Rolling her eyes, Quintessa said, "Could you be serious? About the thing online, was that your doing?"

"What thing? When it comes to you, am I not serious enough?" Clearly, he was dead serious about wanting her, dead serious about teasing her. Tyrone felt like he couldn't be more serious when facing Quintessa.

Tyrone left a room full of people behind, grabbed his phone, and headed out, his smile akin to one word - radiant, blooming like a sunflower.

The shareholders were dumbfounded. Was this some sort of magic trick? Just moments ago, his glare was so fierce it felt like he was about to throw them out of the window.

And then, after who-knows-who made a call, his face lit up with a smile brighter than the sunflowers outside, more shocking than a quick-change act in a performance.

Kevin, curious, followed Tyrone's departure with his eyes.

whispered, "Hey, is that the

a look, "What do you

positive news about her. Yesterday,

to him, serious, "Kevin, don't say I didn't warn you. If you keep talking

was just saying this

a sly smile, "But I could report you! Also, that night, Ms. Quintessa Young attended the Lott family's party with her Reubent. Our company quickly clarified the situation. Anyone with eyes can see they

event together, the paparazzi

.net

Reuben, but

no one believed

it was clear they were both dressed formally. An affair? Who in their right mind

just talking. Please don't sell me

was the first call he

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