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 a several

already chosen quite an unattractive dress, yet

gave a reluctant nod, "This will do. You're not

her and frowned, asking, "What are

an arm 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 fend off people." Quintessa

rich, plenty of women like me, why would I

her eyes, "If so many women like you, why drag me along? Just snap your fingers and you'd have a

none of them will match up

at a snap

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

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

coming-of-age party? S

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 Serena

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

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