Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone gritted his teeth, feeling as if she was painting him as some kind of gold-digger.

He, the dignified Mr. Tyrone York became nothing more than her kept man in her words.

With a scowl, Tyrone retorted, "Hey, Quintessa, you can't be serious?"

Quintessa tilted her head, a playful smile playing on her lips as she leaned into him, "Don't want money? Fine then, you get nothing."

After a moment, Tyrone blurted out two words: "Get in."

He almost shoved Quintessa into the car, closed the door, started the engine to move forward, but was halted by Quintessa's grip, "Back up a little."

Tyrone paused, giving her a suspicious glance, then he sharply turned his head and saw a car parked behind them.

His gaze gradually frosted over. He realized that whenever he was with Quintessa, his intelligence seemed to be wandering outside because his attention was always on this woman.

her attention would never

a cold stare, "Heh, using me as a

met his gaze, "It's not the first time, is it? You'll get used to it. You don't have to do it. Go tell her I'm just using you to

how good a driver someone was by how they handled a car in reverse. Though Tyrone had long since given up street racing, his skills

jerked as the car reversed, her head nearly hitting the

instant, Tyrone's car was parallel to the one behind them, the windows

at Quintessa

her bag, raising her

bang, there was no reaction

really, they could take

and was about to smash again when the window next to her slowly rolled down,

"What a coincidence, Auntie. We just finished talking on the phone this

Quintessa apart. How could there be such a despicable person in

fury, Rachel hissed, "Quintessa, you'll get what's coming to

eyebrow, "Yet, your man seems to have