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.

where Quintessa got such devious things.

her waist. “Alright. Let’s take a

quickie in Roxanne’s room? I’m not

one was outside, and then quickly

outside the hotel, Quintessa turned to Tyrone. “Do me

actually asking me for a favor? What’s

these past days, waiting for her to ask for help in dealing with Roxanne, which would be a piece of cake for

had been silent

pulled out a stack of about twenty small cards from her pocket, each printed

find a spot crowded with guys and hand these out,” Quintessa

was a mix of bemusement

him to distribute all these kinds of *** call cards!

Tyrone’s facial muscles twitched. “Not up for it? Never mind, I knew

snatched the cards from

he said,

Who was he?

Group, on a vacation yet not taking it easy, seeking trouble instead, and now he was distributing call cards. It was his

was here, up to no good with her, and now handing