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.

replied to each one: prices were negotiable, services could be checked first, and the

cleared her phone’s cache, and erased all traces

Tyrone came back, he found Quintessa in her pajamas, sprawled on the bed, making

Zion City. Tell them Roxanne’s been caught prostituting? The address is the Season Hotel,

other end, Violet was flabbergasted: “Good heavens,

glanced at Tyrone – his face a mask of

Revenge, of course. You know me; I’m not the type to stay silent after being slandered. I

was anxious, but she knew she couldn’t stop Quintessa,

his arms around Quintessa’s waist, and

face with one hand and gave it a twist, “Don’t worry. As long

have a few tricks up my sleeve, I’d have been

she asked, “What’s

away, “Oh, just a wild man I’ve taken

was just fine by him. After all, he was the only

end of the

of twitching in disbelief, she asked, “So,

Tyrone, “Yep, he sticks to me like glue.

it up and get