Keilani pretended to rummage through her bag as if wanting to touch up her makeup. In a well-devised mishap, she lost her balance and dropped her lipstick right by Tyrone’s feet.

“Hey, could you help me pick that up?” she implored, finally drawing Tyrone’s gaze away from his work, his brow furrowing slightly.

Tyrone scowled when he saw it was Keilani.

Keilani pretended to be surprised.

“It’s you? Well… Can you help me pick up the lipstick?”

up the lipstick and handed it to Keilani before returning to his

aloofness. She hoped he would be nice to her and didn’t want him to think less of

clarify. I’m here to visit family. I didn’t expect to see you,”

words, she sneaked a glance at Tyrone’s reaction from the corner of

Occasional noises drifted, including some

didn’t respond as if he didn’t hear Keilani. He remained stoic, engrossed in his

but he also wasn’t bothered by her unexpected presence on the

turned red. A tinge of embarrassment crept over

scoff internally. Had Tyrone known who her uncle

all, her uncle was Royce

immense power with numerous overseas

eyes, he adjusted his seat, draping himself with a thin blanket, and settled

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