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.

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

Quintessa popped her head out and taunted

Quintessa was yanked back forcefully, the

eyes fixed on the departing

repeated under her

that sly

front of her, even more hateful and detestable than

hadn't been in that car, she would've floored the gas and crashed into it at full speed. As long as Quintessa lived, she was Rachel's

at her

extremely cautious to earn Cecilia's approval. She thought

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

Quintessa returned. Having seduced Tyrone three years ago, and unexpectedly, upon her return three years later, she so easily

all to spite her, to see

eyes, teeth grinding in

I'll make sure you have no life left to compete with