Chapter 130
Quentessa chuckled “Tyrone, howe I never realized how despicable you could be before
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it? Tyrone changed his clothes, “Yeah I wasn’t like this before. Honestly, it’s all your fault when you
think about it As Tyrone was changing his clothes unabashedly, Quintessa watched on unfazed. “If
you’re acting cheeky, what does it have to do with
Bunoning up his shirt Tyrone shot back with a smirk, “Well, because you’re the cheeky one, and I’ve
caught it from you. So you need to take responsibility?”
“Take responsibility? Hell no.”
Tyrone grabbed his jacket, “Come on, I’ll take you to the police station, darling.”
I can go by myself, thank you very much.”
“You’ve said it yourself: I’m cheeky, right? The more you don’t want me to, the more I have to go with
you”
Rubbing her temples, thinking Tyrone’s current behavior was bing increasingly alien from the man
she once knew. He was going off track.
Remembering her goal to make Tyrone fall hopelessly in love with her, Quintessa nodded, “Fine, Mr.
York, since you’re in such a charitable mood, lead the way.”
Tyrone put on his sunsses, wrapped an arm around Quintessa’s waist, and guided her forward.
Last night, after stepping out, Tyrone regretted his action. It wasn’t his fault; why should he leave? He
decided stubbornly not to leave. Several times he thought about knocking on the door, but the thought
of how embarrassing it would be to return after storming out stopped him. Anyway, it was nearly dawn.
He didn’t believe Quintessa wouldn’t open the door.
Sure enough, Quintessa opened the door early in the morning.
Their hotel was practically fully booked by their film crew, and as Quintessa and Tyrone made their way
through the lobby, many eyes were on them, confirming the circting rumors about Quintessa’s room
always entertaining a man.
The mystery man was now officially out in the open.
Tyrone opened the car door for Quintessa and then slid into the driver’s seat.
As soon as they reached the police station, Quintessa encountered Roxanne, who with swollen, teary
eyes, was crying her eyes out and full of grievances. The police officer sitting across from her seemed
resigned.
“I might have some issues with Quinn, but I would never stoop so low, even if I were the devil
incarnate,” Roxanne sobbed. “I’m just a minor actress, and Quinn just entered the industry. What deep
hatred could we possibly have? Even if I wanted revenge, I wouldn’t take such a drastic action.”
The officer said, “The suspects we caughtst night all pointed to you.”
Tears streamed down Roxanne’s face as she protested, “They’re ndering me! I’ve never met them
before. Please, officer, don’t be deceived by the wicked. They imed it was me, then let them present
evidence. Mere words shouldn’t count as testimony. Otherwise, our country would be overrun with
miscarriages of justice.”
The officer mmed the table, “Don’t bring up other matters. You’re a suspect now.”
Roxanne wailed even louder, “But I swear I’m innocent! The whole crew can vouch for me. I was filming
all night long. I really didn’t do it.”
Quintessa’s lips curled into a sly smile. Indeed a performer, Roxanne’s acting was fully unleashed now.
Yet, with Roxanne being so definite, it seemed she was truly confident the police wouldn’t find anything.
In that case, Quintessa decided to take matters into her own hands,
With a n forming in her mind, she spoke up, “Officer, I also believe Ms. Ferber is innocent. With her
intelligence, she probably couldn’te up with such a scheme.”
Chapter 130
Quintessa chuckled “Tyrone, howe I never realized how despicable you could be before?
Tyrone changed his clothes, “Yeah, I wasn’t like this before. Honestly, it’s all your fault when you think
about it**
As Tyrone was changing his clothes unabashedly, Quintessa watched on unfazed. “If you’re acting
cheeky, what does it have to do with
Buttoning up his shirt, Tyrone shot back with a smirk, “Well, because you’re the cheeky one, and I’ve
caught it from you. So you need to take responsibility!
Take responsibility? Hell no.”
Tyrone grabbed his jacket. “Come on, I’ll take you to the police station, daC
Quentessa chuckled “Tyrone, howe I never realized how despicable you could be before
it? Tyrone changed his clothes, “Yeah I wasn’t like this before. Honestly, it’s all your fault when you
think about it As Tyrone was changing his clothes unabashedly, Quintessa watched on unfazed. “If
you’re acting cheeky, what does it have to do with
Bunoning up his shirt Tyrone shot back with a smirk, “Well, because you’re the cheeky one, and I’ve
caught it from you. So you need to take responsibility?”
“Take responsibility? Hell no.”
Tyrone grabbed his jacket, “Come on, I’ll take you to the police station, darling.”
I can go by myself, thank you very much.”
“You’ve said it yourself: I’m cheeky, right? The more you don’t want me to, the more I have to go with
you”
Rubbing her temples, thinking Tyrone’s current behavior was bing increasingly alien from the man
she once knew. He was going off track.
Remembering her goal to make Tyrone fall hopelessly in love with her, Quintessa nodded, “Fine, Mr.
York, since you’re in such a charitable mood, lead the way.”
Tyrone put on his sunsses, wrapped an arm around Quintessa’s waist, and guided her forward.
Last night, after stepping out, Tyrone regretted his action. It wasn’t his fault; why should he leave? He
decided stubbornly not to leave. Several times he thought about knocking on the door, but the thought
of how embarrassing it would be to return after storming out stopped him. Anyway, it was nearly dawn.
He didn’t believe Quintessa wouldn’t open the door.
Sure enough, Quintessa opened the door early in the morning.
Their hotel was practically fully booked by their film crew, and as Quintessa and Tyrone made their way
through the lobby, many eyes were on them, confirming the circting rumors about Quintessa’s room
always entertaining a man.
The mystery man was now officially out in the open.
Tyrone opened the car door for Quintessa and then slid into the driver’s seat.
As soon as they reached the police station, Quintessa encountered Roxanne, who with swollen, teary
eyes, was crying her eyes out and full of grievances. The police officer sitting across from her seemed
resigned.
“I might have some issues with Quinn, but I would never stoop so low, even if I were the devil
incarnate,” Roxanne sobbed. “I’m just a minor actress, and Quinn just entered the industry. What deep
hatred could we possibly have? Even if I wanted revenge, I wouldn’t take such a drastic action.”
The officer said, “The suspects we caughtst night all pointed to you.”
Tears streamed down Roxanne’s face as she protested, “They’re ndering me! I’ve never met them
before. Please, officer, don’t be deceived by the wicked. They imed it was me, then let them present
evidence. Mere words shouldn’t count as testimony. Otherwise, our country would be overrun with
miscarriages of justice.”
The officer mmed the table, “Don’t bring up other matters. You’re a suspect now.”
Roxanne wailed even louder, “But I swear I’m innocent! The whole crew can vouch for me. I was filming
all night long. I really didn’t do it.”
Quintessa’s lips curled into a sly smile. Indeed a performer, Roxanne’s acting was fully unleashed now.
Yet, with Roxanne being so definite, it seemed she was truly confident the police wouldn’t find anything.
In that case, Quintessa decided to take matters into her own hands,
With a n forming in her mind, she spoke up, “Officer, I also believe Ms. Ferber is innocent. With her
intelligence, she probably couldn’te up with such a scheme.”
rling,”
“I can go by myself, thank you very much.”
“You’ve said it yourself: I’m cheeky, right? The more you don’t want me to, the more I have to go with
you”
Rubbing her temples, thinking Tyrone’s current behavior was bing increasingly alien from the man
she once knew. He was going off track.
Remembering her goal to make Tyrone fall hopelessly in love with her, Quintessa nodded, “Fine, Mr.
York, since you’re in such a charitable mood, lead the way.”
Tyrone put on his sunsses, wrapped an arm around Quintessa’s waist, and guided her forward.
Last night, after stepping out, Tyrone regretted his action. It wasn’t his fault; why should he leave? He
decided stubbornly not to leave.
Several times he thought about knocking on the door, but the thought of how embarrassing it would be
to return after storming out stopped him. Anyway, it was nearly dawn.
He didn’t believe Quintessa wouldn’t open the door.
Sure enough, Quintessa opened the door early in the morning.
Their hotel was practically fully booked by their film crew, and as Quintessa and Tyrone made their way
through the lobby, many eyes were on them, confirming the circting rumors about Quintessa’s room
always entertaining a man.
The mystery man was now officially out in the open.
Tyrone opened the car door for Quintessa and then slid into the driver’s seat.
As soon as they reached the police station, Quintessa encountered Roxanne, who with swollen, teary
eyes, was crying ber eyes out and full of grievances. The police officer sitting across from her seemed
resigned.
“I might have some issues with Quinn, but I would never stoop so low, even if I were the devil
incarnate,” Roxanne sobbed. “I’m just a minor actress, and Quinn just entered the industry. What deep
hatred could we possibly have? Even if I wanted revenge, I wouldn’t take
such a drastic action.”
The officer said, “The suspects we caughtst night all pointed to you.”
Tears streamed down Roxanne’s face as she protested, “They’re ndering me! I’ve never met them
before. Please, officer, don’t be deceived by the wicked. They imed it was me, then let them present
evidence. Mere words shouldn’t count as testimony. Otherwise, our country would be overrun with
miscarriages of justice.”
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The officer mmed the table, “Don’t bring up other matters. You’re a suspect now.”
Roxanne wailed even louder, “But I swear I’m innocent! The whole crew can vouch for me. I was filming
all night long. I really didn’t do
it.”
Quintessa’s lips curled into a sly smile. Indeed a performer, Roxanne’s acting was fully unleashed now.
Yet, with Roxanne being so definite, it seemed she was truly confident the police wouldn’t find anything.
In that case, Quintessa decided to take matters into her own hands,
With a n forming in her mind, she spoke up, “Officer, I also believe Ms. Ferber is innocent. With her
intelligence, she probably couldn’te up with such a scheme.”