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.

would never fully belong to

cold stare, "Heh, using me as a

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 make her jealous." Before Quintessa could finish, Tyrone suddenly

driver someone was by how they handled a car in reverse. Though

body jerked as the car

was parallel to the one behind them, the windows rolling

looked at Quintessa

out a powder compact from her bag, raising her hand to

was no reaction from inside

really, they

again when the window next to her slowly

Rachel a sweet smile, "What a coincidence, Auntie. We just finished talking on the phone this morning, and now,

red with rage, wishing she could tear Quintessa apart. How

"Quintessa, you'll get what's coming to

your man seems