Chapter 162


    it all seemed at though certain things had barely begun before they wereing to an end.


    Quintessa clenched her teeth in frustration. “Tyrone, since you’re a man, can’t you act like one?”


    Tyrone nced at her, a thunderous look on his face, and retorted with shameless candor, “You’re


    right, I’ll take you back and show you


    Just what a man does.”


    Quintessa, “Get lost.”


    The elevator dinged open, and Tyrone ushered her inside. “We’ll get lost together.”


    Show spoke up. “Quinn”


    Quintessa said to him, “T’ll talk to you when I get back.”


    Inside the elevator Tyrone gave Snow a chilling stare, “This is the first time, let there not be a second.


    And keep the rumor mill to a


    minimum.”


    The elevator doors slid shut, obscuring Tyrone and Quintessa from Snow’s view.


    Suddenly. Show understood why his music video was abruptly halted and couldn’t be filmed, and why


    hispany was unexpectedly being acquired.


    Before, he couldn’t figure it out. But now everything was crystal clear now–it was all because of


    Quintessa.


    Quintessa was Tyrone’s woman.


    Snow chuckled ruefully to himself. No wonder, the CEO of Spark Entertainment had had hesitated to


    speak to him before. Quintessa was no ordinary woman.


    He had thought she was just some C–list celebrity, but she had some serious clout behind her.


    Remembering how Quintessa had just addressed Tyrone, Snow couldn’t help but smirk, “You like her


    that much, and coincidentally, so do 1. I’m not one to back down, so let’s see who’s more capable.”


    Did Snow resent Tyrone for what had happened with hispany?


    It wasn’t resentment, but disdain was definitely on the menu. His meticulously nned new album had


    been dyed until now because of a word from Tyrone, and hispany had been bought out. All


    these were enough reasons for Snow to resent Tyrone.


    If Tyrone’s girl ended up with him, it would be the sweetest form of revenge.


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    Besides, Snow had already taken a liking to Quintessa, and even without Tyrone’s interference, he had


    nned to pursue her. Tyrone’s presence only solidified his resolve.


    Snow turned and walked towards his own ce, passing by Quintessa’s apartment where workers


    were busy inside.


    “Excuse me, try to keep it down.”


    “Sure thing, we’ll try our best,” they replied.


    Being thrown into the car, Quintessa gave up struggling and red at Tyrone, “What’s your deal? Are


    you just hell–bent on being a jerk?”


    Tyrone’s face was expressionless, “You’d be wise to shut up now. I’m not in the mood to talk.”


    Quintessaughed angrily, “Not in the mood to talk, then why the hell are you forcing your way into my


    ce?”


    “Your ce?”


    Quintessa gritted her teeth in frustration; of course, now it was Tyrone’s ce. He was loaded, after


    all–a rich guy who could bury you with a flick of his wallet.


    Tyrone nced at Quintessa, “But if you want to call it ‘our ce, I’m not opposed.”


    Quintessa bit back, “Oh, I’m so thankful.”


    “You go to all this trouble, not buying a mansion but a shabby one–bedroom apartment in this ce.


    What’s your game? Got more money than sense?”


    Tyrone smirked, “What am I up to? Isn’t it obvious?”


    Quintessa scoffed, “Don’t make rne think you’re too sordid.”“


    Tyrone made a turn and said without a hint of indecency, “I’m not sordid, just aiming for something


    grand.”


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    Curious, Quintessa asked, “What’s the aim?”


    Tyrone parked the car and turned to her with a serious gaze, “To sleep with you until waking up


    naturally.”