Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Violet's heart waged a final battle as she stared at the contract sprawled across the oak table. James stepped forward, with a pen in hand, and extended it towards her with both hands. "Ms. Sullivan, please. By signing this, you could secure ample resources for Ms. Quintessa Young. No one will dare snatch her roles anymore. In the entertainment world, she'll be untouchable."

His words pierced through Violet's resolve. There would be no more stolen roles for Quintessa.

Ever since Quintessa returned, the past two months had been anything but peaceful for her. Every role was a struggle, a battlefield of auditions and politics.

Quintessa had invested too much, constantly scheming to secure parts.

Violet recalled Quintessa's ambition to stand at the pinnacle, and to crush those who had belittled and humiliated them under her heel.

This was their shared dream. Violet's grip on the pen loosened.

a sigh

he'd be back to doing the dirty work, which, as a man with a conscience,

and slid a check across the table to Violet. "Mr. York says fill in whatever amount

was a tangle of emotions as she considered the check. After a moment's struggle,

under duress and for the sake of giving Quinn a better environment. But anyway,

glanced at the check. There, in bold,

filled in just

cares for her, please don't hurt her. No matter what happens, I hope for an amicable parting. Good day." Tyrone's expression iced

and she was already talking

as if she was convinced that they were doomed

the next second, Tyrone's lips curled into a smile. He hadn't considered the end himself, so why should he care about others'