Tyrone wore a stone-cold expression, guarding his gaze against Jonathan as if he were a thief.


    Before Jonathan could utter a word, Tyrone spoke up, "Uncle, at your age, you should know better than


    to overdo it. If you get drunk again tonight, you won''t be able to get up in the morning. At this age, we


    need to ept our limits."


    Such a statement would irritate anyone, but Jonathan''s smile remained gentle, showing no sign of


    getting angry. He replied, "Quinn''s treating us, so of course I''m going. Besides, it''s been ages since I


    caught up with Snow. Today''s a good day to catch up.”


    Tyrone snorted, "Catching up? Catching up with a rival in love sure is interesting."


    Quintessa couldn''t care less about what the three of them thought, waving her hand dismissively, "The


    more, the merrier. Let''s all go, Manny, lead the way."


    Her tone left Tyrone and Snow bickering, but perhaps letting the three of them interact was better. A


    triangle is always more stable than a duo; this way, there might be a chance for some bnce. "Let''s


    get in the car."


    "Take mine."


    Tyrone and Snow said at the same time, then red coldly at each other.


    Jonathan offered with a light smile, "If you don''t mind, how about my car?"


    Tyrone grabbed Quintessa''s arm, "Uncle, you''d save your teeth for skewers, lest you struggle to chew


    anything harderter."


    If it came down to resources, Tyrone had more than the other two, but what really set him apart from


    Jonathan and Snow was his shamelessness, and his ability to take action.


    Without giving Quintessa a chance to respond, Tyrone pushed her into the front seat of his electric


    scooter, stretched his legs, twisted the throttle, and zipped off. The vehicle was far more agile than


    Snow''s luxury car.


    Snow''s gaze darkened for a moment before he turned to Jonathan, "Let''s go together."


    "Sure!"


    Quintessa shifted ufortably in the front seat and Tyrone, with one hand on the handlebar and the


    other. around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder, teased, "Sit tight, don''t squirm. It''s barely dark


    and you''re already seducing me. Could you at least wait until we''re done eating skewers?"


    Quintessa elbowed Tyrone, who coughed, "I''m driving here. What if something happens? Reckless


    driving, you know. Don''t move around."


    Quintessa asked, "Why are you on an electric scooter today? Where''s your luxury car?"


    Tyrone scoffed, "What''s the point of


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    a luxury car? You may not be tired of sitting in it, but I''m tired of driving it. This is much better. I can hold


    you while we ride. Snow and his Ferrari are just for showing off."


    On a whim, after seeing couples on electric scooters, where the one in the back could wrap their arms


    around the driver, Tyrone thought it was a great idea and bought one on the spot. Holding her like this


    was far more preferable than driving a car.


    Tyrone''s hands stealthily caressed Quintessa''s waist, "Just focus on eatingter, and leave the rest to


    me. If you dare to stop me, you''ll see."


    Quintessa rolled her eyes, "Even if I drink myself to death, it''s none of your concern."


    Tyrone nted a kiss on her cheek, "Such a good girl!"


    Quintessa twisted his arm, "Aren''t you afraid Snow and your dear uncle will gang up on you?"


    Tyrone hugged Quintessa tighter and kissed her again, "Impressive, worried about me now. Rx,


    those two, ha, let me tell you, even with ten more Jonathans and Snows, they wouldn''t stand a chance


    against me. Just you watch."


    "Who''s worried about you? Have some shame!"


    Tyrone responded disdainfully, "What''s the point of having shame? If I did, you might be sitting in


    someone else''s car right now."