Tyrone gave an impassive smile, "Uncle Jonathan, competing with your own nephew over a lady? Don't you feel ashamed?"

He had never referred to Jonathan as "uncle" before, having never really seen him as an elder. But now, the way he emphasized "uncle" seemed oddly respectful.

However, Jonathan knew all too well that Tyrone was just mocking him, as if someone kept whispering in his ear about how old and unattractive he was.

Tyrone had always been a bit of a schemer, shameless to the core, and for Quintessa, he was willing to do just about anything.

He chuckled lightly, "Ashamed? Hearing you talk about ashamedness is quite

"So what if he's shameless? If he cared

snickered, "Uncle Jonathan, don't act all noble. I'm shameless, but how much better are you? You're just curious because you've never met a woman like Quintessa. You're intrigued, and, you think, competing with your nephew over

be young anymore, but his charm made people naturally overlook his age. His maturity was something the younger

knew

Deep down, Tyrone knew his feelings for Quintessa were a tangled mess, but one thing was clear: he wanted her for himself, and no one else

the cliff, they all want to pick it. After all, it's too beautiful,

to her. Jonathan admitted his curiosity about Quintessa.

he had long lost interest in them, especially the insincere actresses. But Quintessa was like a breath of fresh air in this otherwise dull and tainted

needed to head to

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