Tyrone's face turned cold: "Mom, was it Quintessa?"

Scoffing, Mrs. York sent Tyrone a photo she'd sneakily taken. It showed Alexander and Quintessa standing face-to-face.

The sight nearly made Tyrone smash his phone.

"That Quintessa, I've been at loggerheads with Snow for her, and here she is, cozying up with Alexander behind my back. I can't believe this."

It seemed like his rivals in love were sprouting up like mushrooms after the rain.

While everyone else seemed to woo their lady with ease, Tyrone felt like he was navigating a minefield, with Snow on one side and Alexander seizing his chance on the other.

Tyrone asked coldly: "Mom, did you see her?"

"Yeah."

"Did you talk to her?"

should I tell you? You know Alex

being so nice all of a sudden? Don't you usually get

felt

that, Mrs. York

again. Like mother, like son - persistent to

teach you to ignore my

arrived home, Tyrone was back, calling

look at that, you do come home if I mention that si, uh,

almost called Quintessa a siren but

crossed, looked skeptically at her: "You usually can't stop

to be distracted: "Did

truth.

to avoid Tyrone's

an arm around Mrs. York's shoulders:

with it You're keeping secrets from your own son

shrugged off his arm: "I told you that it's nothing. Just women's issues, you konw. Anyway, when Alex went to

Then I saw the look on Alex's face, which wasn't pretty. At my

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