Tyrone descended the stairs early in the morning only to be greeted by the delicious aroma of ribs cooking. He was puzzled, wondering why his mother was making ribs at the crack of dawn. To his surprise, breakfast was served without offering him a single bite, and without any further ado, his mother packed the ribs, handed the container to him, and simply said, "Take it to her!"

Being cared for in such a manner filled Quintessa with a long-forgotten sense of happiness. The skincare products she had just used were a gift from Mrs. York, and the meal she had eaten was prepared by Mrs. York as well. Despite having no blood relation to her, Mrs. York extended such warmth. With a smile, Quintessa opened the box of ribs, found not only ribs but also a thermos with two veggie burgers and some oatmeal.

Quintessa asked Tyrone, "Have you eaten?"

Tyrone grimaced, "Not yet, but I wouldn't dare. Mom said I can't steal your food."

Quintessa chuckled, "That's right, you can't."

There was something about the way Quintessa ate that made it seem so appetizing, even though she didn't have the graceful elegance of those high society girls. Tyrone, however, found her way of eating quite charming.

In no time, Quintessa polished off the veggie burgers and a third of the ribs, and finished off the oatmeal.

Getting up, she patted her stomach in satisfaction, "Nothing beats a full belly." Carefully, she covered the remaining ribs.

Quintessa pulled out a napkin to wipe her mouth, "I'm running out of time; I need to head to work. You should hurry to your job as well."

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a double meaning. Quintessa paused for a moment, remembering his earlier comment about his staying over without any

smile, she replied, "That's because I

her heart. Despite her struggles, she always tried to

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spread his hands, "I can't control the police. It's just

smile, radiant yet sinister, "He brought this upon himself; he has only himself to

that a

others down with him. He must

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such as

of contemplation, Quintessa said, "I think I need to

with

"I can..."

finger on Quintessa's lips

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