PopularNovelChapter 56 She wasn't playing hard to get; that was all.
Snow returned to the house he hadn't visited in ages, never expecting a chance encounter would bring such entertainment.
Early in the morning, Quintessa was rudely awakened by the relentless ringing of her cellphone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGroggy, she felt her head aching from the persistent noise. Curious as to who could be calling, she stumbled around the room, eventually finding the culprit. It was the phone Tyrone had given her the day before.
"Damn it." She grumbled, ruffling her hair in frustration. “Didn't I turn this thing off yesterday? How'd it turn back on by itself?" It must've been set to automatically power on in the morning. Annoyed, Quintessa picked up the phone to see Tyrone's number flashing on the screen.
Her first instinct was to hang up immediately. But no sooner had she ended the call than the phone rang again. Grinding her teeth, she knew if she didn't answer, Tyrone - that son of a gun - wouldn't let her off the hook.
Taking a deep breath, Quintessa answered the call.
"Hello." "Not bad, you actually picked up." Hearing Tyrone's cold, condescending voice, she couldn't help but scoff internally, glossing it over leisurely, "What are you on about? Why wouldn't I answer? You make it sound like I've done something wrong. I haven't stolen anyone's phone or anything." Quintessa didn't feel guilty for ignoring Tyrone's calls. Why should she jump whenever he said so? Even if he wanted to get laid, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction until she got what she wanted.
Men were suckers for a chase. Gave in too easily, and how could she enamor him in the future? Tyrone, phone in one hand, was choosing his outfit from the closet with the other. His face was a mask of calm, betraying nothing except for the tight grip on his phone - a clear sign of his simmering anger.
He knew Quintessa was bold enough to stand him up last night, but hearing her speak so nonchalantly fanned the flames of his irritation.
He had lived his life where if he said "yes", nobody dared say "no" in his presence. Quintessa had kept him waiting all night, and he wasn't going to let it slide so easily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEspecially since she didn't seem to think she had done anything wrong. Not a hint of an apology, acting as if she never intended to show up last night - as if she had been playing him from the start.
Tyrone couldn't help but laugh in exasperation, "Quintessa, you're quite something. Do you really think these amateurish games will work on me?" She pulled a bottle of water from the fridge, "You flatter me, Mr. York, but haven't you been the one chasing me?" He slammed the closet door shut, "You never planned on showing up last night, did you?" "Was something supposed to happen last night?"
"If you keep this up, believe me, I can bankrupt your boss today: "
Gripping the water bottle tighter, Quintessa reflected on the power of the York family's her. Just like that, he could ruin someone's life with a snap of his finger. 1/2 18:25 Chapter 56 Nonchalant, she replied, "Oh, you mean last night? My phone died."
Tyrone scoffed, "Don't givethat damn crap. Do you think! don't know that you how long that battery lasts?"
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