Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 161

Before reaching the elevator, the doors opened and Snow, wrapped up tightly, stepped out. Upon seeing Quintessa, he said. “What a coincidence to see you here. I wanted to discuss something about the promotion with you.”

Quintessa cut him off, “I’m beat. I don’t want to talk about anything else. Just get your keys out and let me crash on your couch for a bit.

Quintessa didn’t want to move an inch at the moment. The constant drilling noise had her head on the brink of explosion. She was seriously concerned that any second now, she might just grab a suitcase and hurl it at Tyrone. That bastard, it would be unjustifiable to heavens if he weren’t dead.

Snow was stunned for a moment, then delight filled his heart. Was Quintessa suggesting…

But his joy lasted only a second before a chilly voice yanked him from his daydream: “I’m fucking still here, and you’re ready to sneak into to another man’s place? You really think I’m invisible?”

Snow turned in shock to see Tyrone striding toward them. If this were some fantasy novel, Tyrone seemed to be enveloped in a scary, dark aura.

seen Tyrone before when the company was acquired, Snow, being one of the shareholders, knew who Tyrone was. But to find someone of Tyrone’s stature in

that Quintessa and Tyrone knew each

face Tyrone with a sneer, “Are you

next second, Tyrone laughed, “Nope, I’m the dog that bit

respond with a curse, he continued, “Since I’m not a human, how could I possibly be rational like one?”

a sweep of his arm, he hooked Quintessa into his embrace, lifted her up, and went to press the

if he didn’t do something outrageously irrational,

so infuriated that she almost burst, yelling, “Put me down! If you dare, put me down! I swear, I’ll poison you.”

her chin, “Oh, I believe you. You’d poison

and approached, “Mr. York, forcing someone like this doesn’t seem

with a lofty disdain that made his usual haughty arrogance all the more evident.

between me and my woman. Stay out of it.”

protested, “Who the hell is

his voice cold as ice, “Shut it. You’ve even miscarried our child, how can

not?”