Quintessa patted Tyrone on the chest, "Wait till you get me that info, then I'll thank you, boss."
"You better make that thank-you special."
Her gaze was shadowy, and her smile was loaded with suggestion, "No problem. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours."
Tyrone felt a tingle of anticipation, "Deal, but you've gotta promise me there'll be no more gossip linking you with any male celebs."
"I can't control the rumors, Tyrone. I won't stir the pot, but if the tabloids or someone else wants to use my name, I can't guarantee they won't."
Tyrone wrapped an arm around Quintessa's waist, "Don't worry about that. Had anyone tried to mess with your name, I'll make sure they regret it."
Quintessa rolled her eyes, "Big talk from the guy with the big bucks."
"Snow fed you some fruit yesterday."
"Oh? You wanna feed me now?"
"Yeah, I got a truckload of pitaya parked outside."
After Tyrone left, Quintessa called Violet and gave her an earful. Yet, amidst her fury, she also felt a touch of warmth.
Violet chipped in one dollar because she didn't want to betray Quintessa emotionally, and that was the only solution she could think of at the time.
The lengths Violet would go for Quintessa was something truly precious.
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