Quintessa was heading upstairs, back to her room when she happened to see Reuben. He hurriedly greeted her and then dashed off.

Quintessa wondered; this young man was usually quite enthusiastic about seeing her, what was up with him today?

The next day, she mentioned to Violet that she didn't have time over the weekend.

Violet asked in a low voice, "Quinn, have you also been fishing for so long? Are you planning to bait the hook now?"

Quintessa laughed at herself, "This bait of mine, once cast, is only a matter of time."

The calm and focus Quintessa found during filming was what she loved most. Even though it was exhausting, she was content dedicating herself to her work, devoid of any personal desires. This was a blissful thing.

The weekend arrived quickly, and at 7 PM, Tyrone came to pick up Quintessa.

instead, he took her straight to a styling studio and left her in the hands of a several ladies for

already chosen quite an unattractive dress, yet she still looked stunning

nod, "This will do. You're not getting any

dress on her and

come for a while now. You're my

plenty of women

many women like you, why drag me along? Just snap your fingers and

none of them will match up to

herself: Those who'd come running at a snap of his

don't have to speak, just smile. And if someone gives you trouble, don't hold back." Quintessa

its extravagance. Wealthy

coming-of-age party? S

in arm with Tyrone over the red carpet laid in front of the hotel's door. Quintessa glanced at a beautifully erected life-size standee at the entrance, a lovely depiction of a lady, with the name

filled the banquet hall, and the men and women present were all

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