Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone's voice was unusually calm, as indifferent as a cup of cooled white water. His expression was as plain as his tone, but the veins bulging on the back of his hand betrayed the storm of emotions within

him.

Quintessa!

Alexander!

The two names echoed rapidly in Tyrone's mind, repeatedly assaulting his nerves.

Even what Alexander said again, he didn't have the mind to listen.

Snapping back to the moment, Tyrone said casually, "I'm sorry, what? Bad connection, I didn't catch it."

repeated his question, "Tyrone, you really

celeb? If I'm going to notice anyone, she would have to be an A-list star. Who is she anyway?" Tyrone's words seemed genuine;

into Alexander's voice as he pressed, "Then can you look her up for me? Her agency, her address,

hand was almost squeezing the phone to pieces, but his

nonchalant, "This Quintessa, is she the one

traveled through the line as

Tyrone sensed a lot of

"But from the photo, she doesn't look that great? Just

Tyrone, I need this favor. Consider it a debt I owe you. Help me with this, and I'll do anything

cracking noises as he squeezed the

the noise, "What's with the noise

is involved in scandals like escorting, hidden rules, abortion, being a

not true. I believe her. That stuff is just typical online smear tactics, all bots, I know her. She couldn't possibly do those things. And even if she did, I'd believe she had

face, anger flickering in his eyes. He scoffed internally: Oh, I don't know her? Does