Alexander couldn''t be as reckless as Tyrone; after all, it was his sister''sing-of-age party, a once-in-


    a-lifetime event. He couldn''t let it be ruined.


    With a forceful nce at Tyrone, Alexander snapped, "We''ll settle thister."


    Tyrone leisurely adjusted his clothes, "Feel free toe. Brothers settle scores openly. When ites


    to women, rity is key."


    Even if Alexander didn''te to him, Tyrone would have to seek him out to exin. They had to clear


    up the mess between them. Otherwise, this issue would never be resolved. Alexander gritted his teeth,


    "I''m not going to just hand her over to you."


    He left without another word.


    Tyrone put on his coat, adjusted his tie, and smirked, "Then let''s see if you can take her."


    Tyrone tidied up his clothes and returned to the banquet. Looking around, he didn''t see Quintessa, but


    he spotted his mother. He went over to her. "Mom."


    Mrs. York was surrounded by a group of societydies. When she saw him, she immediately pulled him


    aside, "Where have you been? And why did you bring that little vixen here?" "She''s my woman. Of


    course, I''d bring her. Where is she?"


    "Who knows where she went? No manners at all. She didn''t even greet me."


    Tyrone quickly changed the subject, "Why aren''t you wearing the jade jewelry you just bought?"


    "Vivian from FusionByte Corporation borrowed it. I couldn''t refuse when she asked."


    As they chatted, a familiar voice interrupted.


    "Ty, Auntie, long time no see."


    The mother and the son looked up to see Rachel standing before them in a light blue dress, elegant


    and poised.


    "Rachel?"


    Tyrone interrupted with a cold face.


    ne


    "Mom, go chat with your friends. You should be more discerning at yourage and not be fooled by


    appearances."


    Unfazed, Rachel warmly offered, "Auntie, let me apany you. It''s been a long time since west


    met."


    Tyrone held back Mrs. York, "Rachel, don''t you have ears? If you''re pretending not to hear, you might


    as well have them removed."


    Rachel''s face turned pale, "Ty, I


    know you didn''t want to see me.f I''d known you''d be here, I wouldn''t havee. But Ms. Harrington


    personally invited me, and I couldn''t be rude and note."


    Mrs. York whispered, "Ty, watch yournguage."


    Suddenly, someone squeezed between Mrs. York and Tyrone, grabbing their arms, "What''s the gossip?


    Fill me in."


    Rachel''s hand clenched tightly when she heard the voice, and her smile nearly cracked.


    Mrs. York, startled by Quintessa''s sudden appearance, "You scared me!"


    Quintessa affectionately said,


    "Auntie, it''s been a few days since west met. You look even more beautiful Thank you for lending me


    your clothesst time. Next time I visit could you make me your famous barbecue ribs? I''ve been


    craving them for days."


    Mrs. York pursed her lips, "Who''s going to cook for you? I cook those for my son."


    "You love your son, your son loves me, so you love me too, isn''t it the same?" Quintessa turned her


    head, "Isn''t that right, darling?" Tyrone pinched Quintessa''s cheek, "You have a point. Where did you


    disappear to?"


    Quintessa shot him a cold nce, "My heart was hurt by a bastard, so I went to find a good man to


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