Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 32

Violet said, “You better head back home; you can’t go in there now. Looks like this whole show’s gonna bomb anyway. Save yourself the trouble before Tyrone gives you more grief.”

Quintessa felt a warmth in her heart, “Okay, thanks, Violet.”

Violet nodded, “Alright, I’m heading in.”

“Okay.”

Quintessa glanced at the man standing a short distance away, his back to them as he spoke on the phone, a sinister smile playing on her lips.

After hanging up, Tyrone returned to find Violet sitting there, but no sign of Quintessa. He asked about her, and Violet made up an excuse that Quintessa wasn’t feeling well and had gone home.

Tyrone’s face soured on the spot. Without Quintessa, what was the point of sticking around? With a scowl, he left the joint.

place, Tyrone disgustedly stripped off his jacket, the smell of smoke clinging to him, which he found particularly

parking spots right in front of the restaurant, and as Tyrone approached his car, the

began to close the door, but before it shut, someone pushed it open,

but was

see who had joined him. He paused, and

could I bear to leave? Didn’t you say, Mr. York, that you wanted to try

and what’s not?”

her and then slink away silently. Even if she

not be able to take him down, but she could sure as hell make

choose the finest ride in the lot. Quintessa had scanned the parking area and spotted Tyrone’s car almost instantly, watching it from a distance, waiting for him to come

reached out and lifted her

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her face, a smile forming on his lips.

of what to do, hesitated, “Mr. York?”

motion, Tyrone pulled Quintessa into his embrace.

“Drive.”