Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 125

Quintessa became highly conspicuous on the main road, so she continually veered into narrow alleys by the roadside. The footsteps behind her grew increasingly nearer. She dared not look back, fearing that a single glance would confront her with the menacing dangers poised to engulf her.

Quintessa’s body was almost beyond her control, moving forward purely on instinctual human survival impulses. Her bare feet were chafed raw by the uneven ground, the constant pain jabbing at Quintessa but keeping her just conscious enough to press on.

Suddenly, her hali was yanked fiercely, bringing her sprint to an abrupt halt. With the tremendous force from behind, her scalp seared with pain as her entire body was dragged backward.

A voice inside Quintessa screamed–Oh, crap!

A split second later, a crisp slap sounded.

blood, her head spun more dizzyingly as the world

the person clutching her roared, “You

her scalp feeling as if it might be torn off at

her blurred vision, her words came out razor–sharp, her voice icy, “Roxanne sent you, didn’t she? Kill me today, or don’t bother. If I live to see tomorrow,

Quintessa to maintain her composure at all times,

chance, it was always worth a

two thugs momentarily stunned at her words.

bluffer. Don’t listen to her, she’s just a minor actress with no backing. What can she do to us? Let’s have our fun with her

scoffed, recognizing this as Roxanne’s tactic–cliché but cruel enough to

of the York Financial Group?” she asked with ice in her voice.

what if we

Tyrone York. Tyrone is my man.”

in disbelief, “And I suppose the President

consciousness, saw a shadow move. She smiled, blood trickling from her split lips, her laugh chilling in