Quintessa couldn't help but let out a laugh when she heard that. She probably hadn't met anyone cuter than Mrs. York in a long while.

Turning around, she nodded, "Yes, you're right. Sometimes, he's not all that bad."

"Oh, so you?"

Quintessa cut Mrs. York off, "Let's not go there. Everyone knows what I'm about. Him and I, we're just fooling around, nothing serious. Getting real? Maybe, that's a game neither of us can afford to play. Thanks, though for not judging me like everyone else."

"You!"

"I've gotta go."

Watching Quintessa close the door behind her, Mrs. York sighed. Deep down, she was conflicted. This girl, with all her personal baggage, wasn't really a match for her son. But her son was smitten, and she didn't dislike her either.

shouldn't be worried. The girl clearly wasn't

sparse belongings. Even her makeup collection was smaller than hers, not to mention her son's things

a fault. And yet, here he was, willing to live in such a place, getting kicked out of the room time and again without

settling down with this girl meant that her son could finally find

girl wasn't half

his

York frowned, "What, you only got her

mom, please tell me. Where

"She's at the studio."

something, Mom. I'm heading over

Tyrone replied, "To bring her unch. You don't know it, but she fainted the other day.

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exhausted, and had severe gastritis. She can't skip

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