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

gave Quintessa a cold stare, "Heh, using

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

a car in reverse. Though Tyrone had long since

and her body jerked as

to the one behind

at Quintessa

bag, raising her hand to smash the window of the adjacent

was no reaction from inside

really, they could

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

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

rage, wishing she could tear Quintessa apart. How could

"Quintessa, you'll get what's

man seems to have a