Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa's words dropped like a bomb, exploding in the middle and instantly changing the Lott family's expressions. Jerome, with a scowl that could freeze hell over, swiftly yanked his arm away from Miranda's grasp.

Nineteen boyfriends? What on earth could that mean? Anyone hearing it would probably snicker to themselves, thinking her as Miss Collect-'em-all?

Quintessa smirked inwardly. Wasn't I accused of stealing others' boyfriends? Well, let me tell you just how many I've 'stolen.'

Was the number nineteen or not, she could not remember exactly. But it was just a bluff, but she would make the Lott family believe that number was absolutely real.

her part to the hilt: "Yeah, I'm that notorious sister, snatching

ever date nineteen guys? You're slandering me! Please don't believe her. She's just trying to smear my name. You don't know how malicious she can be. Ever since we were kids, she's always been throwing dirt

in desperation to prove her innocence,

then? In the ninth grade, you and a boy from the next class went off to a motel,

saying that, Quintessa teasingly

and the truth behind it made

school, you shacked up with that basketball player from your class for two months until his parents kicked you out of the apartment. I didn't get any of that wrong, did I? You should thank me for that one-I was the one who took photos of you two living together and sent them to

and with her emotions like gunpowder all night, easily ignited without her parents to calm her, Miranda exploded, screaming, "Quintessa, I'll kill you!" Jerome held

a miscarriage and bled heavily. I was the one who gave her the blood transfusion. That was my blood, sis. You can deny everything