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?"

York's tone was unfriendly: "Why should I tell you? You know Alex is after her, and it

all of a sudden? Don't you usually get

just felt like it.

Mrs.

back, but she hung up again.

you to ignore my calls. See how

no sooner had Mrs. York arrived home, Tyrone was back, calling

York glared at him: "Well, look at that, you do come home if

almost called Quintessa a siren

his arms crossed, looked skeptically at her: "You usually can't stop calling her a siren. Why did you change

pretended to be

me the truth. What did you

York tried to avoid

sat down and put an arm around

Out with it You're

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

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

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