Quintessa's cheeks were still a bit flushed as she asked, "Auntie, is there anything I can do for you?"

Mrs. York didn't hesitate, "Go peel the potatoes."

She treated Quintessa so naturally without any formality, making Quintessa feel almost like she was truly part of the family.

"Oh dear, I forgot, you actresses, always taking care of your hands. You should wear gloves."

"That's alright, peeling with gloves on is a bit clumsy."

Mrs. York looked on in surprise as Quintessa peeled the potatoes swiftly and skillfully, "I didn't expect you to be so adept at this?"

Quintessa smiled, "I used to work in a restaurant when I was abroad."

Mrs. York blinked in astonishment, surprised again that Quintessa had worked; she thought such a girl, when abroad, would be attending classes, shopping, buying clothes. That's how the wealthy from her country usually live, the Young family isn't poor, yet she still worked.

a moment and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I crashed the car. It's pretty badly damaged,

Tyrone's hand with her fork, "That boy has money to burn. Once, he lost two Paganis in a bet within

words. How could there

it best to stay silent at

that car cost

he? What use is he if he's not bringing in money to support a family? Might as well say I raised him for nothing." Tyrone looked up, "Mom, about the allowance next

beef brisket, smiling, "Eat up, son. You've been

Quintessa was about to head to the set when Mrs. York called her back, coming down with a bag of items, and handed it to

a girl after

the set. I accidentally bought too much while shopping today, can't

favor but saying it as if

age,

was all about whitening and hydration, obviously bought specifically for

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