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.

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

a dress, Tyrone grimaced. He had already chosen quite an unattractive dress, yet she still looked stunning

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

on her and

been nagging me to come for a while now. You're my

handsome and rich, plenty of women like me, why would I need to be

like you, why drag me along? Just snap

none of them will

who'd come running at a snap of his fingers, weren't they much the

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

its extravagance. Wealthy people truly lived differently,

coming-of-age party? S

at a beautifully erected life-size standee at the

and the men and women present were all nobility and

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