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 funny, considering you seem to

shameless? If he cared about that thing, Quintessa would have driven him insane multiple times

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

anymore, but his charm made people naturally overlook his age. His maturity was something the younger men couldn't match. He

he knew what to say. Denying it confidently?

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

same. No matter who, seeing a rose on the cliff, they all want to

Jonathan admitted his curiosity about

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

Jonathan realized he needed to head to a shoot, "I've got work to

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