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.

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

burn. Once, he lost two Paganis in a bet within an hour, nearly gave me a

Mrs. York's words. How could there be such an adorable person in this

it best to stay

car cost

waved it off, "If he has no money, let him earn it. He's a man, isn't he? What use is he if he's not bringing in money to support a family? Might as well

York served him a piece of beef brisket, smiling, "Eat up, son. You've been losing

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

after

Here, take these face masks and the set. I accidentally

expression was proud, clearly doing a favor but saying it as if she hadn't done it on

her age,

hydration, obviously bought specifically for her. It was a classic case of saying one thing

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