Quintessa looked at Tyrone coldly for a moment, raised her hand to check the time, and motioned to him with a chin lift. "Let's go, follow me upstairs."

Tyrone was suspicious, "For what?"

Quintessa sized him up with a half-smile, "The crew has arranged rooms. You save on hotel expenses; my treats for the night."

Tyrone: Damn it!!!

He nodded, a sly grin on his face, "Well, if you're extending such a warm invitation, how could I possibly refuse? Besides, after tonight, you're still all mine for the weekend. It looks like my patience has finally paid off. This is an excellent proposal, and it'll give you a chance to see just what I'm capable of."

With that, Tyrone didn't look at Quintessa, turned away from her, and headed straight for the hotel entrance.

After a few steps, he looked back to see Quintessa still standing in place. He stopped and gestured with his head, "Let's go."

Quintessa clenched her teeth. This bastard!

their verbal spats. Now, not only couldn't she have

shamelessness knew no

boss. I just remembered something.

that so? Then I better check thoroughly. I won't

rolled her eyes, "Must you be

pockets, snorting. "You've always been ruthless.

win over Quintessa, he really wasn't himself

was useless. Being cold or aloof was a ticket to

and thick-skinned

the Young family in his heart a thousand times. He couldn't curse Quintessa, but he could certainly take it out

et

she could easily provoke him, now,

his

hand on shoulder, smiling sweetly at him, "You're the boss. Your word is

nearly

and wiped Quintessa's face. "If you had just agreed earlier, we wouldn't be at odds. You're mine

and walked off

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