Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

No matter what, Tyrone played along, and Quintessa's heart settled back into place.

Her daring behavior was actually due to her belief that Tyrone was now more interested in her, and moreover, he disliked Rachel even more.

Quintessa knew Tyrone was in a foul mood, and if she pushed too hard, he might really turn on her.

Turning to Rachel, Quintessa said with feigned regret, "Oh, what a pity, I've got a scene to shoot tonight, so I can't chat with you, Auntie. But no worries, we'll have plenty of time to catch up later, we'll have a 'good' talk."

Quintessa snuggled up to Tyrone's arm. "Honey, let's go."

A chill flickered in Tyrone's eyes as he started the car.

Rachel was seething. From start to finish, Tyrone's eyes had been locked on Quintessa, not sparing her a single glance, ignoring how Quintessa was bullying her.

Rachel was burning with hate.

Quintessa is using you, she just wants to get back at me through you. She doesn't really like you, she's using you

taunted

yanked back forcefully, the car window slowly rolled up

fixed

under her breath, "Quintessa,

her, that sly

of her, even

floored the gas and crashed into it

at

over three years, being extremely cautious to earn Cecilia's approval. She thought that, whether Tyrone liked her or not,

was more suited to be the young lady of the York

and unexpectedly, upon her return three years later, she so

was doing it all to spite

eyes, teeth grinding

make sure you have no life left