Tyrone and James were dumbstruck; all eyes in the vicinity shifted their way. Manny hurried to Quintessa's side, trying to defuse the situation. "Quinn, cool it, will ya? You're a starlet, for heaven's sake. The whole crew's watching. What if someone snaps a pic and it goes viral? That ain't good for your rep."
Quintessa shook off Manny's grip. "I can't care about that right now."
There was fire blazed in her eyes, which could literally incinerate Tyrone on the spot. "The check. Hand it over. Now."
Suppressing a smirk, Tyrone glanced at James, who quickly fumbled a checkbook out of his pocket, his hands trembling.
Quintessa snatched it away. "A pen."
James, ever the accommodating assistant, produced a pen and thoughtfully removed the cap before handing it to her.
Quintessa scribbled a string of zeros on the check without bothering to count them, tore it out, and thrust it into Manny's hands. "Hold this for me."
Manny nearly had his eyes popped out at the sight of all those zeros. This was a lot.
Quintessa tossed the remaining blank checks at Tyrone. "You think I'm some kind of chump, and you can sell me off for a one dollar? Why don't you go rob a bank if you're gonna be so cheap?"
Tyrone played the innocent. "It's not like you paid me much more. You let me go for twenty cents."
Quintessa couldn't help but laugh. "You think you can compare with me? I gave you twenty, which was double what you offered, you tightwad."
Tyrone was speechless.
James intervened quickly. "Ms. Quintessa Young, you can't blame Mr. York for this. Yesterday, he gave the check to Ms. Sullivan and let her write in the amount. She only put down one dollar."
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