Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 49

Tyrone’s face went from zero to thundercloud in a split second after hearing those words,

Quintessa reached out, stroked his cheek with a casual touch, and licked her lips with at rogue’s grin, “I recall you weren’t so modest back in the day, Mr. York. You tore my dress off with such ease! Remember that swarm of paparazzi? You were quite the exhibitionist, clinging to me like we were two halves of a whole. And now you’re playing shy? That’s a

new one on me.”

Tyrone was speechless. He felt as though the tables had turned. Had his thunder been stolen?

For the first time, Tyrone felt a peculiar sense of suffocation, but couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

Quintessa turned to grab her purse, ‘Alright, you’ve had your bit of fun, and I’ve got places to be. Play nice, will you?”

words tossed out like a parent bribing a tantrum–throwing toddler with a piece of candy. Tyrone wiped the lipstick from the corner of his mouth and suddenly

and slipped something into her embrace. She looked down to see a brand–new

she often wore.

cool detachment, “It’s got my

one thing, the message was clear: from now on, she’d better call

day, Tyrone hadn’t confessed to pocketing that night. No

so petty, Tyrone York? Trying to woo a woman with a phone? It’ll take more

a pointed look at her chest, a silent suggestion, “Whatever you want, earn it by taking

You just wait and see.

Tyrone his money was nothing to her. She wasn’t bluffing. If she wanted to, she could make

bill.

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my own business to attend to, Mr. York. Not all of us can live without e financial

take care of me, and you’ll never worry about anything but

made Quintessa want to slap him right there. Gritting her teeth and arching an eyebrow, she