Snow chuckled mockingly to himself; it was a rare experience for him. Usually, it was the female


    celebrities clinging to him, but now he was the one being rejected. How low had he sunk? Quintessa


    stood at the entrance of her apartmentplex, dialing Manny toe pick her up.


    But Manny didn''t answer his phone. A car rolled out from theplex, and Quintessa stepped towards


    the curb.


    The car stopped beside her, and the window rolled down to reveal Snow''s face: "Need a ride?"


    "No, thanks." Quintessa was wary of Snow''s intentions, feeling it was best to keep her distance from


    him.


    Snow suddenly felt like a failure. He shrugged, "Come on. I''m not about to force a woman who''s turned


    me down. Besides, I wanted to chat about my new song promo."


    After a moment''s hesitation, Quintessa got into the car.


    Arriving at the hotel where her film crew was staying, Quintessa got out, "Thanks, see you around."


    Snow called out to her, "Quintessa, are you sure you won''t consider me?"


    Quintessa gave him a smile, "I''m not the right kind of woman for you. I shouldn''t let you treat me with


    the standards of a good man. I''d rather be a trouble to someone like Tyrone. Thanks anyway." Feeling


    dejected, Snow pondered why he kept hitting a wall with Quintessa.


    He pulled out his phone, switched to night mode, took a selfie, and posted it on Twitter with the caption,


    "Looking roughtely?"


    It was past midnight, and Snow''s Twitter lit up withments and likes.


    Fans eximed, #InsomniacRewards, oh my God, Snow, too hot to handle#


    Snow smirked at the phone. What good was being handsome if she wasn''t interested in him.


    Back in her room, Quintessa got a


    et


    call from Violet, who bomber


    with chatter until Quintessa dropped the bomb, "I slept with Tyrone."


    Violet shrieked, "What?"


    "That''s it. I''m exhausted. We''ll talk in the morning." Quintessa hung up; she was too tired to care about


    anything else but sleep.


    The next morning, her door was being pounded on. Manny stood there, drenched in sweat, "Sis, check


    your phone, you''re trending again."


    "What now?" Quintessa grabbed her phone to see the headline: #SnowQuintessa DatingConfirmed#.


    The article imed: God Snow was


    seen leaving a residentialplex with a woman, identified as


    Quintessa, with whom he had been rumored to be involved. They drove to a hotel together, hinting at a


    , е live in rtionship. A blurry figure in the background of Snow''ste-night selfie was identified as


    Quintessa, solidifying their rtionship status.


    Living together?!Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Meanwhile, at the York residence, Mrs. York was furious, tossing her phone aside, "What nonsense is


    this?" "What''s wrong, ma''am?"


    Mrs. York fumed, "These gossip rags


    always made up stories. She was with my sonst night, sharing his food I refuse to believe she''d be


    with anyone else. Absolute rubbish."