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?"

tell you? You know

being so nice all of a

felt

that, Mrs. York

calling back, but she hung up again. Like mother,

teach you to ignore

arrived home, Tyrone was back, calling out,

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

called Quintessa a siren but stopped

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

York pretended to be distracted:

me the truth. What

York tried to avoid Tyrone's

sat down and put an arm around Mrs.

Out with it You're keeping secrets

his arm: "I told you that it's nothing. Just women's issues, you konw. Anyway, when Alex went to talk to her, I pulled her aside,

Alex's face,

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