Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 8

Rachel clenched her teeth, mustering the poise of a lady of the manor; she bit the bullet and said, “Tyrone’s in a foul mood. Don’t mind him; I’ll go check on him.”

The moment she stepped out, a voice sneered from behind, “Pfft, Mr. York doesn’t give two hoots about her, and there she goes acting all high and mighty.”

Rachel’s teeth were gritted hard, but she had to pretend she hadn’t heard a thing. Her plan was to badmouth Quintessa in front of Tyrone to turn him against her. Now, it seemed to have backfired spectacularly.

The next morning at the office, James noticed that Tyrone was in a particularly sour mood and didn’t dare to speak out of turn. Tentatively, he asked, “Mr. York, Ms. Quintessa Young has been detained for almost a week now. Are we really not going to inquire?”

Tyrone sneered, “Inquire about what? She’s more than capable of dealing with her own messes. She doesn’t need your pathetic concern.”

James bowed his head. For days, Mr. York had been distracted, obviously waiting for Ms. Young to come begging to him. It seemed that wait would be in vain.

at Emberbrook International

They were eager to “see her off” – and make sure she didn’t cause any more

was there too, and even Miranda, along with her

the world know that Quintessa, the troublemaker, was finally

through security, and once you’re abroad, hit the books and

to board the plane. The longer he looked at her, the more

pained him to even think about. He deeply regretted not having cut ties with her sooner.

“Sis, it’s

undeniable. Her

how she tormented Quintessa over the

anytime they were together,

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Quintessa always stood out. The name

cast a lazy