Chapter 160


    With a cold expression, Tyro. nced at Quintessa from the corner of his eye as he walked past her


    into the room and said to the workers, “Continue. If the work is not done by noon tomorrow, I’ll dock half


    of


    your pay.”


    Upon hearing this, the workers hurried back to work. No one dared ck off now.


    ork redal ches


    Quintessa’s face twisted with anger, and through gritted teeth, she spat, “Tyrone, take your people and


    get out of my ce. Now.”


    Tyrone sneered in response. He towered over Quintessa, looking down at her with cold, disdainful eyes


    as if to say: I won’t leave, what can you do about it?


    His poised and aloof appearance really made him seem like a rare, untouchable orchid.


    But Quintessa knew, at his core, he was nothing but a shameless jerk.


    Without hesitation, Quintessa whipped out her phone to call the property management crew. “Hello, is


    that the property management? I’ve got intruders. I need help right now.”


    Soon enough, the property management and security arrived, but upon seeing Tyrone, they all but


    bowed.


    “They’ve barged into my ce; I want them out and I wantpensation for any damages,” Quintessa


    demanded.


    The property manager said with difficulty, “Ms. Young, this gentleman is the owner. The property now


    belongs to Mr. York.”


    Owner?


    Quintessa whipped her head around to lock eyes with Tyrone.


    Tyrone’s lips curled into a smirk, that infuriatingly handsome face of his exuding arrogance. Let me


    remind you now, you should call mendlord!”


    Then, he turned to the workers, “Wrap up ahead of schedule and I’ll double your pay.”


    His message to Quintessa was clear: This is my house, I do as I please, and you have no say in it..


    Quintessa finally understood what was happening. This bastard Tyrone had gone behind their backs


    and cut a deal with the previous owner, who hadn’t even bothered to notify them before selling the


    ce. And she wouldn’t put it past Tyrone to have had a hand in this underhanded move.


    She knew it, Tyrone had been quiet for so many days, surely plotting something bad.


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    So all these days, he was up to this.


    Quintessa nodded, seething. “Fine, you have the money, you have the clout. Where are my things?”


    She was exhausted from days of shooting and just wanted to rest, have a drink of water, and sleep.


    She didn’t have the energy to tangle with Tyrone now.


    Tyrone tilted his chin up. “The ce is mine, and everything in it is mine by extension.”


    Quintessa once again witnessed Tyrone’s brazenness in broad daylight. She had half a mind to slip off


    her shoe and smack him with it.


    Quintessaughed, baring her white teeth. “Alright, it’s all yours. Why don’t you just im that I’m yours


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    too?”


    Her voice rose to a shout by the end of her sentence.


    Unexpectedly, Tyrone replied with shameless audacity, “You’re quite perceptive. Of


    ourse, you’re mine.”


    unwilling to be


    The property staff and security guards sensed the tension and made themselves scarce, caught in the


    crossfire. If the house gets demolished, that was their problem.


    Quintessa was so angry she felt stomach pain. “Ha, you’re reallymitted to being


    Tyrone raised an eyebrow. “You tter me. This is all thanks to your teachings.”


    “Tyrone, just you wait.”


    Quintessa hissed through clenched teeth, grabbed her luggage, and stormed out.


    total disgrace.”


    She didn’t have the energy to deal with Tyrone today. Once she had rested well, she’d see how she


    could deal with him and make sure he regretted it.