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

cold stare, "Heh,

it. You don't have to do it. Go tell her I'm just using you

could tell how good a driver someone was by how they handled a car in reverse.

seatbelt, and her body jerked as the

car was parallel to

looked at Quintessa

powder compact from her bag, raising her hand

there was no reaction from

really, they could take

to smash again when the window

a coincidence, Auntie. We just finished talking on the phone this morning, and now, here we are, meeting again. Fate works in mysterious ways, doesn't

with rage, wishing she could tear Quintessa apart. How could there be such

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

an eyebrow, "Yet, your man seems