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.

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

dress, Tyrone grimaced. He had already chosen quite an unattractive dress, yet she

a reluctant nod, "This will do. You're not getting any better than

the dress on her and

party. They've been nagging me to come for a while now. You're my plus one, to help me fend off people." Quintessa sized up Tyrone, "Someone trying

of women like me, why would I need to

rolled her eyes, "If so many women like you, why drag me along? Just snap

none of them will match up to

running at a snap of his

get there, you don't have to speak, just smile. And if someone gives you trouble,

five-star hotel, Quintessa marveled at its extravagance. Wealthy people truly lived differently, who else would make such a fuss for

coming-of-age party? S

of the hotel's door. Quintessa glanced at a beautifully

a melodious piano tune filled the banquet hall, and the men and women present were all

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