Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 22

She took a subtle step back, “Like I’d tell you the debt he owes me. Even if I told you, could you pay it off on his behalf?”

Franklin found the situation intriguing and asked, “Well, that depends. What’s the nature of this debt? Let’s hear it.”

A smile crossed Quintessa’s lips, “For instance, imagine a guy who sleeps with someone, sneaks away at dawn without a word, not even bothering to pay for the hotel room, and on top of that, has the nerve to swipe their date’s cell phone. Can you manage that kind of debt?”

That was a lot to take in. Franklin suddenly felt overwhelmed by the audacity of it all. This was something he definitely could not handle.

Rubbing his nose, Franklin inquired, “Are you sure you’re talking about the Mr. York?”

Quintessa retorted, “Who else would be such a scumbag? You?”

her accusation. Was Tyrone that strapped for cash? To sleep with someone, not

Franklin said, “I’m definitely

he’d cover the

go

Dutch.

face, Franklin called out, “James, this lady’s looking for

upon seeing Quintessa, was out of

Quintessa raised her hand, beckoning James with a curl of her delicate, nail–polished finger.

her, “Ms. Quintessa

felt a bit uneasy around Quintessa. He didn’t dislike her, but she definitely

three years. I must hold

discomforted, “Mr. York’s in a meeting. Maybe some other time.”

none of my

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tried to maintain his composure, but found it impossible against Quintessa’s