Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 133

Tyrone steeled himself as he approached the task at hand, telling himself not to think of them as people, but rather as skewers–something impersonal, and to avoid looking at them.

Tyrone moved swiftly, tossing out a card at each table without a second glance.

With each flick of the wrist, he felt as though it wasn’t just a card he was throwing away, but pieces of his dignity.

Once he’d distributed the last of the cards, he didn’t bother to look back to see if anyone was following. He just bolted, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Back at the hotel, Quintessa was gearing up for plan B. Call cards alone might not be enough.

She took out her smartphone, launched WhatsApp to register a new account with a risqué photo she found online. She then searched for a standard escort’s pseudonym – “Naughty Annie” – changed the username and got ready to start shaking her phone!

Sure enough, in no time, several nearby users started adding her, inquiring about her rates.

negotiable, services could be checked first, and the rendezvous was at the Season Hotel,

and erased all traces of her

back, he found Quintessa in her pajamas, sprawled on the

notify the paparazzi in Zion City. Tell them Roxanne’s

“Good heavens, what are

a mask

up to? Revenge, of course. You know me; I’m not

she knew she couldn’t stop Quintessa, “Make

Quintessa’s waist, and

twist, “Don’t worry. As long as

for many years. If I didn’t have a few tricks up my sleeve, I’d have been finished long ago.” Suddenly, Violet heard a strange noise over the phone, sounding like someone smacking their lips as they

she asked, “What’s the

away, “Oh, just a wild man I’ve

just fine by

the other end of the line was

twitching in disbelief, she asked, “So, are you?*

sticks to me like glue. I

to end the conversation, “Heh, well, wrap it up and