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."

After a while,

bowl of soup, enriched various nutrients, steaming with a sweet scent. Quintessa paused. This soup was meant to

kind to me. Are you trying to move me

don't like to waste food. You think I care

that remark, Cecilia left with the same

downstairs. Cecilia hurried over, and as she got close, she felt a chill emanating from him. "Oh my,

else could I do? Isn't it

her nose, "Well, you should go eat

watch TV, genuinely worried that Tyrone might lash out

Quintessa didn't look up, "What? Want to discuss when we should change our last name?" Her retort left Tyrone

spoke. When he was with Quintessa, all sense and intelligence seemed to have abandoned him. Tyrone angrily bit into a rib, 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, the day I sleep-deprive