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.

woman, her attention would never fully

stare, "Heh, using me as

flipped her hair and 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 make her jealous." Before Quintessa could

by how they handled a car in reverse. Though Tyrone

body jerked as

car was parallel to the one behind them, the windows

at

powder compact from her bag, raising her hand to smash the window of the adjacent

there was no reaction from

really, they could take

car and was about to smash again when the window next to

just finished talking on the phone this morning, and now, here

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

Rachel hissed, "Quintessa, you'll get

an eyebrow, "Yet, your man seems to have