Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 149

Tyrone snapped back, his voice laced with a frustrated edge, “I’m the one who’s gotta live with it. Now get your ass back here!”

Kevin hollered from outside once more, “Man, it was all James spilling the beans. That guy can’t keep his mouth shut to save his life. Go take it up with him, why don’t ya?”

Back home, James sneezed so hard that it felt like his soul was trying to escape his body.

Once Kevin had stormed off, Tyrone slumped down in the private booth, letting time slip by. These days, he’d become a pro at zoning out; life seemed like a stale rerun of some old TV show.

He never used to think his days were dull, but now, especially during those sleepless nights, an aching sense of boredom and loneliness gnawed at him.

His hand, moving on its own accord, fished a coin out of his pocket.

a fat wallet to fling around phrases like “I’ll bury you in cash,” but Quintessa was broke

act all high and mighty? What did she have to be so proud of anyway?

was a measly quarter, and the second was a whole three–quarters; she was

had tossed the rest of the change on his office desk, but for some bizarre

a gamble of millions.

to admit that Kevin had one thing right: losing money’s one thing,

a world–class sucker.

he, a businessman, end up making such

over an hour, Tyrone wracked his brain. How could he turn the tide? Make it all back in one go?. Then, a

might be his ticket to breaking

around like confetti, couldn’t quite shake the narrative. They insisted that she was framed and drugged, and pointed fingers at a female co–star without naming

debunking the drug claims. They’d tested everything–utensils, blood–and found zilch. Roxanne had been the architect of her own downfall. Meanwhile, Snow teased the public. For two straight days, at precisely the same time, he posted a photo of a

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the same person.