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.

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

she finally came out in a dress, Tyrone grimaced. He had already chosen quite

will do. You're not getting any better than this.

on her and frowned,

around her shoulders, "My friend's sister's coming-of-age party. They've been nagging me to come for a while now. You're my plus one, to help me

and rich, plenty of women

"If so many women like you, why drag

will

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

"When we get there, you don't have to speak, just smile. And if someone gives you trouble, don't hold back."

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

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

hall, and the men and women present were all

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