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

all of a sudden? Don't you usually get annoyed just hearing

felt like

that, Mrs. York

back, but she hung up again. Like mother, like son - persistent to

"That'll teach you to ignore my calls. See

no sooner had Mrs. York arrived home, Tyrone

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

almost called Quintessa a siren

skeptically at her: "You usually can't stop calling her a siren.

York pretended to be

truth. What did you say to

York tried to avoid Tyrone's

sat down and put an

a terrible liar. 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

Alex's face, which wasn't pretty. At

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