Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone and James were dumbstruck; all eyes in the vicinity shifted their way. Manny hurried to Quintessa's side, trying to defuse the situation. "Quinn, cool it, will ya? You're a starlet, for heaven's sake. The whole crew's watching. What if someone snaps a pic and it goes viral? That ain't good for your rep."

Quintessa shook off Manny's grip. "I can't care about that right now."

There was fire blazed in her eyes, which could literally incinerate Tyrone on the spot. "The check. Hand it over. Now." Suppressing a smirk, Tyrone glanced at James, who quickly fumbled a checkbook out of his pocket, his hands trembling. Quintessa snatched it away. "A pen."

James, ever the accommodating assistant, produced a pen and thoughtfully removed the cap before handing it to her.

Quintessa scribbled a string of zeros on the check without bothering to count them, tore it out, and thrust it into Manny's hands. "Hold this for me."

Manny nearly had his eyes popped out at the sight of all those zeros. This was a lot.

you can sell me off for a one dollar? Why don't you go rob a bank if you're gonna be so cheap?" Tyrone played the innocent. "It's not like you paid me much more. You let

think you can compare with me? I gave you twenty, which was

Tyrone was speechless.

gave the check to Ms. Sullivan and

clueless woman. In times like these, what good is her pride? Even if her studio isn't worth much, I sure am. I, Quintessa, have the looks, the body, and the talent. And she sells me for one dollar? How am I supposed to show my

had been ruffled by Quintessa. "With the way you set your own price,

"Even the boss would be a bargain for you. With an employee like me,

"Though the position of the boss's lady, I

work hard for it! It's

hand away. "I've got something to tell you. Come

to a quieter spot, and Quintessa's expression turned dead serious. "Since you're my boss, I might as well