Manny yelped and pulled Quintessa back with a strong tug.
The driver of the luxury car didn’t come out, which infuriated Quintessa. She marched forward and gave the car door a hefty kick. “Damn, think you’re something special just because you have a fancy car. You almost hit someone, do you know you should come out and apologize?”
As the window rolled down, Snow’s handsome face came into view.
Quintessa’s hand, poised to strike the window, stopped mid-air, her expression morphing into one of shock. “Why is it you?” She thought he had left!
Snow leaned over to pick something up, then stepped out of the car.
Quintessa glanced at the item in his arms, her face stiffening further. Damn. It was a whole bunch of roses, a super large bouquet.
What was Snow doing now? He’s a superstar, and Zion City is bustling with people, with eyes all around. In this era, who isn’t looking for the next big gossip? If a single photo was snapped and uploaded online, and then.
When Snow got out of the car and saw the small dent made by the kick, his lips twitched.
But then, he was here to woo a woman, so the little details didn’t matter.
Snow said with a smile. “I came to check on you. They say when someone’s sick, their psychological defenses are the weakest. I thought, by stepping up my game now, maybe you’d feel a bit fonder of me.”
Snow indeed was about to leave, but then he thought—since he had come, why leave so easily? He’s not the type to give up easily. Meeting someone he liked wasn’t an everyday occurrence; why should he give up for Tyrone’s sake?
Quintessa rubbed her temple, slightly annoyed. “Look, I think we’re better off as buddies. We’ve always got along—”
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