Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 136

At midnight in Zion City Roxanne finally came to her senses in the

Quintessa glanced over at Tyrone, “What’s wrong? Do you think I was too harsh? Do you think, just because I wasn’t really hurt that night, there was no need to be so vicious and leave no way out for others?”

Nope

Tyrone’s response was crisp, without a moment’s hesitation.

He wasn’t exactly a naive person, and he knew all too well that the entertainment industry was a shark tank. If you get played, and you wanted revenge, you either go big or go home. You should make sure they never get a chance to rise again.

Quintessa’s move eamed Tyrone’s appreciation–her actions were decisive and without hesitation.

If he were in her shoes, he’d have done the same.

All Quintessa did was merely return to Roxanne what she had intended to do to her. Life’s like that – tit for tat, and no one’s in a position to judge.

Quintessa was fiercely independent, with a cunning and ruthless streak, and she lacked nothing. Every inch of her was thorny, yet utterly captivating.

When she was schemed against or bullied, she never thought about seeking help from anyone, not even him. She didn’t lean on him, and she orchestrated her entire revenge flawlessly on her own.

Watching her self–reliance, Tyrone felt an odd pang in his ches

But he admired Quintessa immensely. Who would thin

to lace a toothbrush with drugs? Even if the police wanted to collect evidence and suspected the toothbrush, after being used, it would be cleaned thoroughly. What evidence could there possibly be left?

Tyrone watched Quintessa silently, this woman who was terrifyingly lethal, yet irresistibly addictive.

gaze was odd, making Quintessa bristle, “Nope?

nose, “I’m just thinking, man, I better not offend you, in case one

curled, “But you already have.”

“Mercy, please.”

you think

they both looked into each other’s

first to look away, “After all this late–night fuss,

hadn’t anticipated upon returning to the hotel, Quintessa would pick up her suitcase, ready to

post–revenge. Now that the matter was

exclaimed, “Damn, it’s the middle of the night! Where

At 11 PM?

him wait around for two days, even roped him into distributing those racy call cards for her, and now she

bridges quicker than a wildfire, and was more infuriating than a politician’s promise.

around the room to ensure nothing was left behind,

How are you planning to train it back alone? Quintessa,

You’re driving, of

her side in a flash and

how quickly he changed

of the local police

a well–known actress, and this incident was a major blow to the reputation of Zion City’s film and television base. Therefore, the officers decided

confused and couldn’t quite grasp what was

across from her a man and a

serious. Then, the female officer broke the silence. “Your name, please”

asked, “why

all over, particularly down below. She had no idea what had

but the memories were hazy and unclear. She was no innocent woman, and given her physical state, she had a guess at what might

had been violated, but why

her hand on the table,

Roxanne flinched. “Roxanne.”

a driver’s license to