Quintessa had thought for sure that after her cheeky comment, Tyrone would blow his top. But instead, he just stared at her, dumbstruck, as a flush slowly spread across his cheeks, like he was blushing. Caught off guard, Quintessa chuckled and playfully lifted Tyrone's chin, "What's the matter? Feeling shy? Because I called you 'Sweetheart'?"

Tyrone swatted Quintessa's hand away, "You shut up."

Quintessa burst into laughter, "Haha. I didn't expect you to actually be bashful. Sweetheart, Sweetheart."

She kept calling him 'Sweetheart' on purpose, just to see him squirm. Finally, Tyrone couldn't take it anymore and silenced her with a kiss.

After the kiss, he picked up his jacket from the floor and tossed something at her casually, "It's a thank-you gift from my mom."

Leaning against the wall, Quintessa caught the beautifully wrapped small box without checking its contents, her fingers brushing her lips and said, "Did you specially come here just to give me this gift?" Tyrone, his face burning, turned away, pretending to be uninterested, "You wish. I was on a business trip. Got nagged by my mom into stopping by to see you."

Tyrone's shoulder, her fingers teasingly scratching

replied,

the night, you planning to keep mooching? You're a company CEO for crying out loud, coming here to take

It's not the first time I've taken advantage, and I still need to sleep. Don't disturb

"If you're still here when I get back,

lazily, "There's one more thing; do you

thing could you

person you asked me to look into,

to the door, was already back, pressing down on him like a whirlwind, "Tell me,

Tyrone's lips, "Sweetheart,

had just faded from Tyrone's face returned. Annoyed, he muttered, "You, as a lady, can

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