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.

clearly! Quintessa is using you, she just wants to get back at me through you. She doesn't

started. Quintessa popped her head out and taunted Rachel, "Sorry, sweetheart, your man is just too handy.

forcefully, the car window slowly rolled

the steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the departing car like a

repeated under her breath,

her, that sly

be so arrogant right in front of her, even more hateful and detestable than she was three

would've floored the gas and crashed into it at full speed. As long as Quintessa lived, she was Rachel's

was nearly at

years, being extremely cautious to earn Cecilia's approval. She thought that, whether Tyrone liked

graceful, virtuous-no one was more suited to be the young lady of the

and unexpectedly, upon her return three years later, she so easily became involved with Tyrone

it all to spite her, to

eyes, teeth

one day you'll regret this. I'll make sure you