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.

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

“Sounds good.”

swallow that bitter pill of resentment. She’d find an

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

out a pack of wet wipes from her purse and began to clean her hands meticulously, rubbing until they

eyes narrowed

everyone was sweating from relishing the hot dishes, except Tyrone,

York family never shared

burgers or buffalo wings what

– Solaceia foie gras, Beluga caviar, and white truffles.

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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 family could afford his

a sting of irony. She picked up her glass of fiery bourbon and

Tyrone right in front of her