Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone stumbled home that evening, still feeling heavy with the day's toll.

Upon seeing him, Cecilia hurried over with a concerned look. "Son, have you been keeping busy lately?"

He shrugged off his coat and tossed it to the family's faithful housekeeper, Wilma. "Same old, same old. What's up?"

Cecilia pulled him over to the couch, her voice laced with gossip. "Did you hear about that little vixen Quintessa taking a shot at stardom? Ring any bells?"

Loosening his tie, Tyrone asked nonchalantly, "What about her?"

Cecilia's voice was a mix of worry and disdain. "Well, she's gone and got herself tangled up with some singer. Seriously, what was she thinking? He's nothing compared to my boy. And the internet is just buzzing with her scandals - affairs, abortion rumors, sugar daddies - it's all quite sordid."

Tyrone's face darkened. "That's all bogus. Don't buy into that nonsense. Every celebrity gets dragged through the mud. You're educated, Mom. You should know better than to believe every little thing you hear."

There's evidence out there. And why are you defending her so strongly? Don't tell me you've been messing around with

up, feeling his patience waning. "Yeah, just got back from

with that girl. Forget her character; just her involvement with the Young family is

told you, my business is my own. You can't control it,

to

always talked to you like this. You should be used to it by now. I know what I'm doing with Quintessa. If those rumors were true, she'd be history. Nobody gets one

Cecilia, who was standing there,

in his room, Tyrone pulled out his phone and dialed Quintessa's number. The

enough to wish her number would

up on her boss? Did she not

quickly rang James, his right-hand man, instructing him to

"Mr. York, I've spoken with Director Cooper. Ms. Quintessa Young isn't

"Got it."

uneasy. If Quintessa wasn't working, why wasn't she picking up her

be up to at this