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    g the passing countryside with a nonchnt gaze, Tyrone felt his anticipation to confront the V. woman


    that had been bolling his blood was now simmering down to a calctive coolness. He needed to


    strategize on how to deal with her, and he couldn’t just let his anger dissipate into thin air.


    After another half hour drive, he was almost at the shooting location when his phone buzzed again. He


    had no intention of answering, but a nce at the caller ID made him pick up- it was James.


    “Hello,” he answered casually


    James stuttered over the line, “Mr. York. Miss Young, she took the 6.10 AM flight back to Emberbrook.”


    Tyrone was lost for words


    Four hours passed, and James was at the Emberbrook airport waiting to pick up Tyrone.


    Despite having not slept all night and having driven for over five hours, Tyrone looked surprisingly


    fresh, save for the slight redness in his eyes. His demeanor wasposed, and his features were set


    in an icy detachment.


    James rushed over to him, “Sir. Since you’ve not slept all night, you’d better head home to rest. I’ve


    arranged for your car to be shipped back by our local branch. It’ll arrive soon.”


    The news of Quintessa’s return to Emberbrook had hit him like a ton of bricks at dawn. James had


    nearly broken down while booking the earliest flight for Tyrone, who had now returned.


    The whole ordeal of the night still baffled James, even now.


    Since Tyrone had taken over as president, James seldom called him ‘sir, but the sight of Tyrone


    morning had made the term slip out involuntarily.


    Once in the car, Tyrone shut his eyes and instructed, “Take me to Harmony Retreat.”


    Without protest, James replied, “Yes, sir.”


    that


    Harmony Retreat was none other than the current residence of the troublesome Ms. Quintessa Young.


    Upon arrival, the security guard questioned them briefly. James said smoothly. “We’re friends of Ms.


    Young from apartment 9-2-17, here to take her out for lunch.”


    With the details James provided, the guard let them in: “Alright, go on through


    Reaching the building, Tyrone had his eyes snap open.


    “Give me your phone. Wait for me here.”


    James hesitantly handed over his phone, while his heart was pounding with unease. He felt something


    wasn’t right with Tyrone, and without his phone, he couldn’t even dial for help if needed. As Tyrone


    stepped out of the car and into the building, James remained worried about the potential for trouble.


    Tyrone entered the elevator and dialed a number casually.


    Quintessa had spent the week shooting her scenes, which went rtively smoothly despite some


    friction with the cast and unsavory hints from the assistant director. She had gritted her teeth and


    carried on.


    With a few days off from the set, and with Director Cooper’s new project starting, she had returned


    home.


    She was packing her things when her phone rang with an unfamiliar number. Hesitating for a moment,


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    answered, “Hello?”


    “Where are you?”


    Recognizing Tyrone’s voice, Quintessa paused and checked the number, then she clenched her teeth


    and spoke as calmly as possible, “Out shooting.”


    Tyrone’s voice was rxed, “Is that so? Because I’m here to settle the two nights you owe me.”


    Quintessa failed to catch the threat, her eyebrow arching, “You nning on taking care of it over the


    phone?”


    Stepping out of the elevator, Tyrone yed along. “Sure, start by calling out for me.”