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.

her finally sign, James breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness,

the dirty work, which, as

James quickly snatched it up and slid a check across the table to

considered the check. After a moment's struggle, she scribbled

better environment. But anyway, doing this behind her back is

the check. There, in bold, was

filled

to be trifled with. If Mr. York truly cares for her, please don't hurt her. No matter what happens, I hope for an amicable parting. Good day." Tyrone's expression iced

even started, and she was already

as if she was convinced that they were

into a smile. He hadn't considered the end himself, so