Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 132

Tyrone naturally followed Quintessa; he wanted to see how Quintessa would act. She had been staying at the hotel long enough to know all the blind spots to the ever–watchful eyes of surveillance.

Arriving outside Roxanne’s room, Quintessa took a key card and swiped it to enter.

Tyrone’s eyes widened in shock. “When did you get that?”

Quintessa cast him á disdainful glance, not wanting to respond to such a foolish question.

Roxanne was out shooting a night scene and wouldn’t be back until late; the room was empty.

Quintessa quickly took out a small vial from her pocket. Tyrone asked her, “What’s this?”

Without answering, Quintessa moved into the bathroom and found Roxanne’s toothbrush. She squeezed two drops from the vial, which was no bigger than an eye drop bottle, onto the bristles. With a sinister smile, she said, “A little concoction that tums a eunuch into a virile man, and frigid women into lascivious ones. Want some?”

Dropping the concoction into water, Roxanne might not drink it, but the toothbrush was different–she would definitely brush her teeth.

wondering where Quintessa got such devious

wrapped his arms around her waist. “Alright. Let’s

pushed him away. “You want to have a quickie in Roxanne’s room? I’m not up to

checked that no one was outside, and then quickly slipped

the hotel, Quintessa turned to Tyrone. “Do me a favor, will you?”

“Oh, you’re actually asking me for a favor?

for help in dealing with Roxanne, which would be a

Quintessa had been silent

printed with pictures of scantily clad women, with a “For a

find a spot crowded with guys

face was a mix of bemusement and disbelief.

She wanted him to distribute all these kinds of *** call cards! How

it? Never mind, I knew it–you’re

Tyrone snatched the

his teeth, he said, “I’ll do it.”

Who was he?

yet not taking it easy, seeking trouble instead, and now he was distributing call cards.

enjoying his days off, he was here, up to no good with her,