Quintessa''s body was stiff, as that voice unearthed from her memory and, without any warning, the


    person appeared right before her.


    Time seemed to stop at that moment, and the piano and chatter around her gradually faded away,


    leaving only the figure before her toe into focus from the blur.


    The person she thought she had forgotten appeared so clearly before her, as if space and time had


    intertwined, and the moment she caught sight of those eyes, it was as if she was transported back to


    that dark, cold ce filled with sin.


    Quintessa''s grip tightened slowly, gripping Tyrone''s arm hard enough to hurt, yet neither of their faces


    showed any signs of difort.


    Tyrone felt a wave of pang, as he saw Alexanderpletely stupefied by Quintessa. Squinting his


    eyes, heughed, "Alexander, what''s wrong, you look like you''ve seen a ghost. Is my date that scary?"


    Alexander, as if he hadn''t heard Tyrone''s words, stared straight at Quintessa and eximed, "Monica."


    There was disbelief in Alexander''s eyes, a deep andplex emotion, and a tenderness he dared not


    touch.


    Tyrone squeezed Quintessa''s hand, with such force she almost thought her fingers would break.


    Quintessa came to her senses, slowly raised her head and cast an indifferent nce at Tyrone. By


    now, if she still didn''t realize why Tyrone had brought her here, she would be a fool.


    A few days ago, she had been used him as a pawn at the Lott family''s annual gathering; today, karma


    hade for her, and she couldn''t help but mock herself.


    Tyrone had yed quite well.


    Tyrone felt a sting from Quintessa''s gaze, like a thorn lodged into his flesh, impossible to pull out.


    Quintessa offered a polite yet distant smile and addressed Alexander, "Mr. Harrington, are you calling


    me? Do you know me?"


    "Monica, it really is you. I know it''s you. I can''t be mistaken," Alexander looked at Quintessa, his


    excitement, unease, and trepidation. Her denial threw him into a turmoil, unsure of what to do next.


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    Quintessa kept her smile, "I''m afraid you''re mistaken. My name''s not Monica."


    Alexander wanted to rush forward and embrace Quintessa, yet feared being too abrupt. He kept


    exining, "Monica, don''t you recognize me? | am..."


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    Quintessa interrupted him, "No matter who you are, I don''t know you. I believe this is our first meeting."


    "Let me introduce myself, my name is Quintessa." She extended her hand.


    The momentary ecstasy Alexander felt upon seeing Quintessa suddenly cooled.


    She said she didn''t know him, yet he was certain that this actress named Quintessa was the same


    Monica he knew in Serenitia.


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    Alexander gradually calmed down from his excitement, and only then did he remember Tyrone.


    Seeing Tyrone, Alexander suddenly couldn''t understand him. Did Tyrone bring Quintessa as a


    provocation?


    Tyrone had known all along that the woman Alexander was looking for was Quintessa, yet now, he had


    brought Quintessa to him as a disy of defiance.


    Was Tyrone still his friend? He had trusted him so much, refraining from mobilizing his family''s power


    and asking Tyrone for help. Yet now, the woman he longed for day and night was clinging to Tyrone''s


    arm.


    From the initial ecstasy to despair, and now to anger, Alexander''s emotions were like being shackled to


    mes.


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