Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Watching the backs of the three, Rachel couldn't maintain her composure any longer. She gritted her teeth, her body trembling, and hissed venomously, "Quintessa, just you wait. Let's see how long you can keep that smug smile."

Quintessa had stepped on Rachel's left foot so hard that the skin broke and bled, possibly even damaging the bone. Every movement was excruciatingly painful. Her hair was also tousled, making her look like a madwoman.

Ignoring the mocking glances from those around her, Rachel hobbled towards the restroom. She needed to tidy up her appearance.

She couldn't let all her previous efforts go to waste now.

After sitting down, Mrs. York glanced at Quintessa, lips twitching as if she wanted to speak, then closed her mouth again.

Quintessa could guess what was on Mrs. York's mind. She must have unintentionally scared this innocent old lady. Quintessa asked, "Auntie, are you afraid of me?"

"Don't worry. Auntie, you're so sweet, so good. How could I bear to harm you?"

snorted and turned away, ignoring

Mrs. York turned back hesitantly, "I saw Rachel didn't say anything.

a woman, how would you react if someone slept with your beloved

moment, "I'd

still smiled so sweetly

York's conflicted expression, Quintessa

"What?"

to remain so naive, so carefree.

the harshness of the world, but someone would

Tyrone, "I used to worry that my son would get tired of you, thinking someday you'd be the one in tears. Now realize, neither of you is

"Mom, can we not say things like

knows, maybe it'll be your son crying

off Quintessa's hand, "Don't talk to

voice suddenly rang out, like a lively warbler

in arm