Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 17

Violet said, “It’s good that you get it. Really, the outcome depends on your own effort. It’s not necessarily going to be the worst case scenario.”

Quintessa replied, “Mm–hmm.”

Quintessa arrived at the destination Violet had given her, the swankiest business club in Emberbrook – Luxe Haven Club.

The name was elegant, but the inside was a den of hedonism.

Once she got there, Quintessa could only think of two words – burning cash. The crowd that frequented this place was the kind with money to burn, and they came here to do just

that.

led Quintessa to a private room, and as she pushed

and said, “Ms. Young, you finally made it. You’re late today; time to pay the penalty with a

she might as well drink up. She downed three shots of vodka in one go before greeting the

thigh. Marian was clearly annoyed but put up with it, her face plastered with a smile as she cooed in response.

Quennel, and even if he saw what was happening, he

Was this what her

investor, Hans, with beady eyes, had his gaze fixed on Quintessa, “Ms. Young, in person you’re much more beautiful

“You flatter me, Hans. Just

an hour later, with a stomach full of liquor and an unwanted caress on her thigh and behind by the investor, Quintessa “accidentally” spilled her drink on her dress,

unmistakable hint that the role was hers if she spent

alcohol talking or not, Quintessa felt a wave of self–respect wash over her. Hell no, she didn’t want to sleep with that old and ugly dude. She didn’t want to sell her body cheaply. She knew these transactions: once it happened, there would always be

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second time.

or not, but she did care that it was given by