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."

why are you defending

his patience waning. "Yeah, just got back from a tryst with

involvement with the Young family is like an unending bad debt. We don't need a Rachel in our lives, and we most

"Mom, I've told you, my business is my own. You can't

to speak to your

You should be used to it by now. I know what I'm doing with Quintessa. If those rumors were true, she'd be

who was

out his phone and dialed Quintessa's number. The call got

at his phone, he was frustrated enough to wish her number would

up on her boss? Did she not care about

man, instructing him

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

"Got it."

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

possibly be up to