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.

amusing. He chuckled lightly, "Ashamed? Hearing you talk about ashamedness is quite funny, considering you seem to lack

rolled his eyes, mimicking Quintessa, thinking, "So what if he's shameless? If he cared about that thing, Quintessa would have driven

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 a woman

age. His maturity was

it, the less he knew what to say.

tangled mess, but one thing was clear: he wanted her for

who, seeing a rose on the cliff, they all want

and poisonous, yet irresistibly drawing men to her. Jonathan admitted his curiosity about Quintessa. But often, love started with curiosity. Who knew what it

entertainment industry, he had long lost interest in them, especially the insincere actresses.

to a shoot, "I've got work to do.

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