Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Cecilia watched Quintessa devour ribs one after another without pause. In a blink of an eye, half the plate was gone, leaving a small pile of bones before her. Cecilia couldn't help but wonder how long it had been since this little vixen had last eaten.

For every cook, there's nothing more satisfying than watching others devour their dishes and praise them endlessly. It brings them a sense of accomplishment. Feeling secretly pleased, Cecilia thought to herself how irresistible her cooking was, given how Quintessa was practically licking the plate clean.

Cecilia wrinkled her nose in disdain, "Don't you actors need to maintain your figure, sticking to diets? Aren't you afraid of losing your job if you eat so much?" Quintessa blinked at Cecilia, "Auntie, don't worry. No matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight. Besides, with your son around, there's no way I'll be out of a job."

Cecilia scoffed, "Quit bragging. There's no such thing as a person who can eat whatever they want and not gain weight."

Quintessa spat out a rib bone, "Well, that's me. My stomach's ruined and can't absorb nutrients well, so of course, I won't gain weight."

stunned, saying nothing. After a while, she gestured for Wilma

sweet scent. Quintessa paused. This soup was meant

you're so kind to me. Are you

and I don't like to waste food. You think I care about you? If I care about you, you need to be someone worthy

Cecilia left with the same

happened to come downstairs. Cecilia hurried over, and as she got close, she felt a chill emanating from him.

could I do? Isn't it

touched her nose, "Well, you should go

off to watch TV, genuinely worried that Tyrone might lash out at

table. Quintessa didn't look up, "What? Want to discuss

glaring at Quintessa as if he were devouring her flesh. Quintessa playfully touched Tyrone's cheek, "Don't be shy; that day will come eventually." Tyrone crunched a bone, "Yeah,