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.

Quintessa bristle, “Nope? Then what are you thinking about?”

“I’m just thinking, man, I better not offend you, in case one day you decide to poison my

lips curled, “But

“Mercy, please.”

you think

dim light of the car, they both looked into each other’s

away, “After all this late–night fuss, let’s just go back and

anticipated upon returning to the hotel, Quintessa would pick up

things were all packed, ready for a swift exit post–revenge. Now that the matter was resolved,

middle of the night! Where the heck do

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wait around for two days, even roped him into distributing those

faster than a pancake, burned bridges quicker than a wildfire, and was more

the room to ensure nothing was left behind,

you planning to train it back alone?

an amused look, Quintessa replied, “How am I going back? You’re driving, of

finish, Tyrone was at her side in a flash and grabbed her

marveling at how quickly he

of the local

to the reputation of Zion City’s film and television base. Therefore, the officers decided to interrogate her right away to get to the bottom

still flushed. She appeared confused and couldn’t quite grasp what

from her a man and

female officer broke the silence. “Your

Roxanne asked, “why am I here?”

over, particularly down below. She had no idea what had happened or why there were two police officers in

and unclear. She was no innocent woman, and given her physical state, she had a guess at what might have happened, but the details eluded

been violated, but why

slammed her hand on the table,

Roxanne flinched. “Roxanne.”

male officer compared a driver’s license to Roxanne’s face.