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.

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

“Sounds

that bitter pill of resentment. She’d

seat to Quintessa’s right, placing them

wipes from her purse and began to clean her hands meticulously, rubbing until they were almost

narrowed

sweating from

the York family never shared common dishes with others; he

greasy burgers or buffalo wings what others considered delicacies in a hearty American

was accustomed to the finest – Solaceia foie gras, Beluga caviar, and white

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as she’d put it- she’d never seen a man so high–maintenance. It was

Tyrone now, Quintessa felt a sting of irony. She picked up her glass of fiery bourbon and swallowed it, feeling the

next move. Having this scumbag Tyrone right in front of her and