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?"

You know Alex is after her, and it is your

Tyrone. "Mom, why are you being so nice all of a sudden? Don't you usually get annoyed

just felt like

that, Mrs.

hung up again. Like mother, like son

you to ignore my calls.

had Mrs. York arrived home, Tyrone was back,

at that, you do

called Quintessa a siren but stopped

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

York pretended to be distracted:

tell me the truth.

York tried to avoid Tyrone's gaze:

put an arm around Mrs.

liar. Out with it You're

you konw. Anyway, when Alex went to talk to her, I pulled her

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

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