"Alright, we're leaving then."

"Bye Auntie."

Tyrone reached to take the cosmetics from Quintessa's hand, and the two left.

Mrs. York snorted at the sound of the car starting outside, "Ungrateful kids."

Wilma was clearing the dinner table and said, “Ma'am, you actually like Ms. Young, don't you?"

"What? No. I just think, she's had it rough, losing her mom at such a young age and growing up with a stepmom. The Yates family, they're all trouble, she must have had a hard time as a kid. But the thing is, Ty likes her. If he likes her, as his mother, I can't stand in the way, can I? Besides she's quite formidable. If they do end up together, she might just keep that wild boy in line."

Wilma nodded with a smile, "You're right, ma'am."

Mrs. York stretched lazily, exhausted. She'd been shopping all day and had a spat with the Alexander couple, which had been mentally draining. She was exhausted now.

"I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while. Wilma, remember to go to the supermarket tomorrow and get some ribs, pick good ones."

"Alright!"

at 6 PM, the streetlights were on, but the sun hadn't set yet. The skyline was dotted with towering buildings, and the roads were bustling in this modern

vehicles outside, lost

"There's something I've got to tell

Quintessa turned, puzzled, "Huh?"

in a bet, but a few days later, I won back four. My ability to earn money

why

pretty good at

undeniable. Mr. Tyrone York was known for his shrewd business acumen and unmatched ability to make money. Dealing with him in business

could make money, that he wasn't a spendthrift, and she

their wealth

not

able to support them

Quintessa hadn't grasped the full meaning of his words;

to get out

something I need to tell

at him, "What's

pitch-black eyes, as if they could envelop her. Quintessa

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