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?"

I tell you? You know Alex is after her, and

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

felt like it.

Mrs. York hung

tried calling back, but she hung up again. Like mother, like son

phone: "That'll teach you to ignore my

Mrs. York arrived home, Tyrone was back, calling out,

him: "Well, look at that, you do come home if I mention that si, uh, Quintessa,

Quintessa a

at her: "You usually

to be

me the truth. What did you say to

tried to avoid Tyrone's gaze:

sat down and put an arm

terrible liar. Out with it You're keeping secrets

you that it's nothing. Just women's issues, you konw. Anyway, when Alex went to talk to her, I pulled her aside, and

look on Alex's face, which wasn't pretty. At my

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