Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 86

Tyrone arched an eyebrow, saying nothing, while having the scissors slowly snip away at Quintessa’s clothes.

He didn’t seem too angry, yet his words were sharp enough to cause Quintessa actual pain.

Being languid and cool, Tyrone drawled, “Since Jerome’s already had his fun with you, I’m not exactly jumping at the chance. Come on, tell me, what made you think you couldn’t snag me, so you went after Jerome instead?”

Quintessa wasn’t feeling well today. She hadn’t eaten breakfast. Three years abroad had taught her the pangs of hunger; it’s usually the case that her money was too tight for even a meal, and sometimes she could not even afford a sip of warm water. That’s why she was left with a sensitive stomach. At this moment, Quintessa couldn’t tell if it was her stomach aching or the sting of his words that was causing her more distress.

In this world, no one believed in her, not a single soul.

Everyone thought Quintessa was nothing but a temptress, who was unable to rest easy unless she was the other woman, ready to sleep with any man, devoid of shame, of dignity, without a single standard. That’s what they all assumed.

Including Tyrone.

waste a bit more energy on such matters. But now, she realized she still cared, she

armored herself with an appearance of

a madman.

her to look at him

bore into

makeup–free face was still alluring, likely capable of seducing anyone she pleased. “So, Mr. York, what

“Answer my question.”

cut open, revealing a deep purple bra as

difference if I sleep with you or with him? After all, I’m a natural–born homewrecker, a professional mistress, accustomed to sleeping

Quintessa spoke was

urge in him to silence her. The words of this woman never failed

his grip on Quintessa’s jaw. “Are you trying to provoke me,

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