NovelEnglishChapter 84 g the passing countryside with a nonchalant gaze, Tyrone felt his anticipation to confront the V. woman that had been bolling his blood was now simmering down to a calculative coolness. He needed to strategize on how to deal with her, and he couldn't just let his anger dissipate into thin air.
After another half hour drive, he was almost at the shooting location when his phone buzzed again. He had no intention of answering, but a glance at the caller ID made him pick up- it was James.
"Hello," he answered casually James stuttered over the line, "Mr. York. Miss Young, she took the 6.10 AM flight back to Emberbrook." Tyrone was lost for words Four hours passed, and James was at the Emberbrook airport waiting to pick up Tyrone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDespite having not slept all night and having driven for over five hours, Tyrone looked surprisingly fresh, save for the slight redness in his eyes. His demeanor was composed, and his features were set in an icy detachment.
James rushed over to him, "Sir. Since you've not slept all night, you'd better head hto rest. I've arranged for your car to be shipped back by our local branch. It'll arrive soon." The news of Quintessa's return to Emberbrook had hit him like a ton of bricks at dawn. James had nearly broken down while booking the earliest flight for Tyrone, who had now returned.
The whole ordeal of the night still baffled James, even now.
Since Tyrone had taken over as president, James seldom called him 'sir, but the sight of Tyrone morning had made the term slip out involuntarily.
Once in the car, Tyrone shut his eyes and instructed, "Taketo Harmony Retreat." Without protest, James replied, "Yes, sir." that Harmony Retreat was none other than the current residence of the troublesMs. Quintessa Young. Upon arrival, the security guard questioned them briefly. James said smoothly. "We're friends of Ms. Young from apartment 9-2-17, here to take her out for lunch." With the details James provided, the guard let them in: “Alright, go on through Reaching the building, Tyrone had his eyes snap open.
"Giveyour phone. Wait forhere.” James hesitantly handed over his phone, while his heart was pounding with unease. He felt something wasn't right with Tyrone, and without his phone, he couldn't even dial for help if needed. As Tyrone stepped out of the car and into the building, James remained worried about the potential for trouble.
Tyrone entered the elevator and dialed a number casually.
Quintessa had spent the week shooting her scenes, which went relatively smoothly despite sfriction with the cast and unsavory hints from the assistant director. She had gritted her teeth and carried on.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith a few days off from the set, and with Director Cooper's new project starting, she had returned home.
She was packing her things when her phone rang with an unfamiliar number. Hesitating for a moment, she 1/2 19:23 Chapter 84 answered, "Hello?" "Where are you?"
Recognizing Tyrone's voice, Quintessa paused and checked the number, then she clenched her teeth and spoke as calmly as possible, "Out shooting."
Tyrone's voice was relaxed, "Is that elx so? Because I'm here to settle the two nights you owe me."
Quintessa failed to catch the threat, her eyebrow arching "You planning op taking care of it over the phone?" Stepping out of the elevator, Tyrone played along. "Sure, start by calling out for me."
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