Quintessa heard the voice, and all her hesitation before making the call vanished.
Rolling her eyes, Quintessa said, "Could you be serious? About the thing online, was that your doing?"
"What thing? When it comes to you, am I not serious enough?" Clearly, he was dead serious about wanting her, dead serious about teasing her. Tyrone felt like he couldn't be more serious when facing Quintessa.
Tyrone left a room full of people behind, grabbed his phone, and headed out, his smile akin to one word - radiant, blooming like a sunflower.
The shareholders were dumbfounded. Was this some sort of magic trick? Just moments ago, his glare was so fierce it felt like he was about to throw them out of the window.
And then, after who-knows-who made a call, his face lit up with a smile brighter than the sunflowers outside, more shocking than a quick-change act in a performance.
Kevin, curious, followed Tyrone's departure with his eyes.
Nudging James, Kevin whispered, "Hey, is that the lady?"
James shot him a look, "What do you think?"
Kevin scratched his chin, "Huh, what's so great about her anyway? I saw on the Internet, there's not a single positive news about her. Yesterday, there were even rumors about her cheating with her fellow student, and they were seen going in and out of hotels together."
James turned to him, serious, "Kevin, don't say I didn't warn you. If you keep talking this up, death won't be far.”
"I was just saying this to you."
James flashed a sly smile, "But I could report you! Also, that night, Ms. Quintessa Young attended the Lott family's party with her Reuben. Our company quickly clarified the situation. Anyone with eyes can see they were dressed for the occasion together. Cheating? Rumors? If the big boss heard you, you'd be gone."
When Quintessa and Reuben attended the Lott family event together, the paparazzi followed Quintessa and captured them entering the hotel. Then they spread rumors about Quintessa cheating on Reuben, but apart from a few internet trolls, no one believed it.
Because in the photos, it was clear they were both dressed formally. An affair? Who in their right mind dresses like that for a secret rendezvous?
"Ah, I was just talking. Please don't sell me out."
Tyrone walked outside, feeling ecstatic. This was the first call he had received from Quintessa.
He wondered, had this little devil finally had noticed his merits?
Quintessa sighed, realizing she couldn't expect too much, "Don't play dumb, it's about Yolanda's sudden image cleanup from mistress to innocent. Don't tell me that wasn't your doing." Besides Tyrone, Quintessa couldn't think of anyone capable, let alone someone who would help her.
A bittersweet feeling washed over her. Despite her reluctance, Tyrone was the first person she thought of when it happened. To some extent, it meant she had begun to trust him.
Tyrone thought Quintessa was upset, "Yes, it was me. Are you not pleased? Cleaning up Yolanda's image means Lilian faces a tougher punishment, and Yolanda gains more sympathy. This way, she won't be ostracized in the future. Don't you want that?"
Quintessa didn't deny it, simply saying, "Yes, Tyrone, no, Tyrone Young, I think I owe you thanks."
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