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.

producer, a portly middle–aged man with a bald head that gave him a slightly sleazy look, chimed

replied, “Sounds

clenching her jaw. She wouldn’t swallow that bitter pill of resentment.

Tyrone took the seat to Quintessa’s right, placing

wet wipes from her purse and began to clean her hands meticulously, rubbing

narrowed

the group settled in, discussions about the movie’s locations, shooting, and casting began; over thirty minutes passed, and everyone was sweating from relishing the hot dishes, except Tyrone, who remained cool, sipping water a few times and

to the York family never shared common dishes with

would he touch the likes of greasy burgers or buffalo wings what

– Solaceia foie gras, Beluga caviar,

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first time Quintessa met 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. It was a wonder the York

Tyrone now, Quintessa felt a sting of irony. She picked up her glass of fiery bourbon

in front of her and not acting out was just too