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.

was ready to make a move on her, but instead, he took her straight to a styling studio and left her in the hands of a

He had already chosen quite an unattractive dress, yet she

"This will do. You're not getting

her and frowned,

me to come for a while now. You're my plus one, to help me fend off people." Quintessa

snorted, "Me? I'm handsome and rich, plenty of women like me, why would I need to be

why drag me along? Just snap your fingers and you'd have

will match up to

thought to herself: Those who'd come running at a snap of his fingers, weren't they much

have to speak, just smile. And

its extravagance. Wealthy people truly lived differently, who else would make

coming-of-age party? S

Quintessa glanced at a beautifully erected

filled the banquet hall, and the men and women

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