Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa wasn't that she didn't want to protect Yolanda, but her capabilities fell short of that extent. Watching Yolanda suffer, she felt powerless, having dragged her into this quagmire without a clear way out. When Tyrone stepped in to help, Quintessa could finally breathe a sigh of relief. At least, she could give Yolanda some form of closure.

Her thanks to Tyrone was heartfelt, devoid of any sarcasm or jest. It was sincere.

Pushing aside everything else, Tyrone was the first to extend a helping hand to her. Quintessa thought to herself that, even if their paths diverged in the future, she would always remember this kindness. Tyrone, however, was taken aback by her words, finding the situation somewhat unusual. It made him overlook "Tyrone Young" presence entirely: "You, uh, don't mention it. Consider it a gift from me, your boss, welcoming you to joining The York Financial Group. After all, you're one of us now, and I can't just stand by and watch one of our own get bullied."

Quintessa smirked, "I have to go back to filming, gotta go."

"Wait."

"Yes?"

"Are you free tonight?"

Quintessa shot back, "I don't have time to sleep with you."

as he retorted through gritted teeth, "Do you think I'm just some guy who thinks about sleeping

told Tyrone, "Your mom told me the other night to make the most of you while I still could, before you got tired of me and turned against me. After all, you're not

left speechless. What else could he say? The traps set by his

asked, "Could you two have had such deep conversations that

thought it would be good for his mom and Quintessa to share a room and bond. Little did he know, it was

he had known,

Quintessa

mom. All he wanted to say was: Mom, your scheming

at

harsh, "Enough chit-chat. Just tell me, do

paused, then

coming out

"Yes!"

it. Now, say you miss

beep. Tyrone heard the signal on his

put down his phone, speaking towards the disconnected call, "So what if all I think about is sleeping