Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 28

Quintessa took a deep breath and slowly extended her hand for a brief, firm handshake with Tyrone.

In front of the director, she couldn’t afford to make a scene with Tyrone. This was her shot, and she had to seize it. Plus, she didn’t want to put Violet in a tight spot.

Since Tyrone was playing the stranger, there was no point in calling him out. Revenge could wait. It wasn’t a dish best served immediately.

Quintessa intended only a quick touch before withdrawing, but to her surprise, as soon as she made contact with Tyrone’s hand, he seized it tightly, refusing to let go. When she was about to lose her cool, he finally released her.

As he let go, Tyrone’s fingers trailed across Quintessa’s palm in a way that made her feel sick.

Everyone there was sharp enough to sense the tension between the two, but they all pretended not to notice.

him a slightly sleazy look, chimed in, “Mr. York, have you dined yet? If not, care to join

replied, “Sounds

nearly cracked a tooth clenching her jaw. She wouldn’t swallow that bitter pill of

accident, Tyrone took the seat to Quintessa’s right, placing them side

pulled out a pack of wet wipes from her purse and began to clean her hands

narrowed

was sweating from relishing the hot dishes, except Tyrone, who remained cool, sipping water a

York family never shared common dishes with

or buffalo wings what

palate was accustomed to the finest – Solaceia

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Tyrone back then, she quickly learned how fussy he was. Or as she’d put it- she’d never seen a man so high–maintenance.

sting of irony. She picked up her glass of fiery bourbon and swallowed it, feeling the burn down her throat.

scumbag Tyrone right in front of her and not acting out was just too