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.

you. She doesn't really like you, she's using you as a pawn. Don't let

Quintessa popped her head out and taunted Rachel, "Sorry, sweetheart, your

was yanked back forcefully, the car window slowly

steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the departing car

under her

that sly

in front of her, even more hateful and detestable than she was three

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

at her breaking

cautious to earn Cecilia's approval. She thought that,

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

upon her return three years later, she

to spite

her eyes,

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