Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 21

Violet’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the caller ID and instantly, her demeanor flipped like a switch. A smile spread across her face as she chirped, “Director Frost, how are you?”

Moments later, however, her expression soured. The phone call ended, and that smartphone was teetering dangerously close to becoming a casualty of her iron grip.

Quintessa asked, “What’s up?”

Violet spat out with venom, “Damn it, the deal slipped through our fingers. No way, I’ve got to dig up what the hell happened.”

She hammered out call after call on her phone, and finally, she had her answers.

“Just got the scoop. Turns out the Lott family’s son recommended some new actress of theirs and poured a ton of dough into it. And just like that, our TV spot is toast.” Violet felt somewhat defeated. If that was the case, there’d be no way to turn the table; she ranted, “These business types, always sticking their noses where they don’t belong.”

Quintessa’s eyes narrowed upon hearing that, “The Lott family? Is the name Jerome Lott?” “How’d you know?”

“He’s an acquaintance.”

“Who did he recommend?”

best

year’s

Jerome’s thinly veiled threats sparked a cold laugh in Quintessa. She thought, “You want to play dirty, Jerome? Try to steal my thunder? Well,

Turning to Violet, who was still in fury, Quintessa uttered, “Get Manny over here to work his makeup magic. I’ve got someone

Violet asked, “Who?”

of charm, were now sharp as daggers, “Going freaking debt collecting. Last night’s fun won’t

her irritation subside all of a sudden, saying, “Alright, I’ll make the

sure your

way if he can’t help, there’s no one in all

–

won’t have to

“Really?”

talk, let’s

a car pulled up to the monolithle York Financial

here.

car and striding towards

what Quintessa said to the security guard, but whatever it

receptionist intercepted them, “Miss, may I ask who you’re

her sunglasses, “Tyrone.”