Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Feeling the complex gaze from Alexander, Quintessa appeared as if she hadn't noticed him at all, remaining calmly seated and too indifferent to move.

Tyrone glanced coldly at Alexander, then wrapped his arm around Quintessa's waist in a possessive gesture, as if declaring to everyone who she truly belonged to.

When Serena caught sight of Quintessa, her face lit up with curiosity. "Ty, who's this lady? Oh, I remember now! She's that famous actress. Wow, she looks even more beautiful in person! Could I get your autograph later?"

Mrs. Harrington, seeing her daughter's excitement, gently tapped her, "Don't make a fuss, dear. A young lady should show some restraint."

Noticing Tyrone and Quintessa's close posture, Serena lowered her head and said, "I think I did something wrong." She playfully stuck out her tongue and scratched her head in embarrassment.

"A few days ago, I ran into Rachel while shopping. She said she would come to my coming-of-age ceremony with Ty. I happened to have an invite on me, so I gave it to her. I didn't expect... I'm sorry." Mrs. Harrington hugged her daughter tenderly, "Sweetheart, you can't blame yourself. You're so pure-hearted, how could you know the cunning of some women?" "But this is kinda awkward."

Mrs. York said with a comforting smile, "It's not your fault."

Mrs. Harrington said, "I apologize for the scene, my Serena is just too kind-hearted. She believes anything anyone tells her."

Mrs. York looked at Serena approvingly, "Kindness is good. I like kind-hearted children."

that she was far from kind-hearted. So,

a while, the Harringtons took their

Serena turned back to Quintessa, "I'll come

thinking Serena was

to lecture Quintessa, "Young ladies should be like

her hands, "I

use of that? If I were like her, I wouldn't have been able

have

back a flood of

the

away, "No,

"Then, I'll go ahead."

Tyrone called out, "Quinn."

his voice, Quintessa stopped and said without turning back, "I

restroom, looking for someone to vent her frustrations

there fixing her makeup after the

smirked coldly. Rachel, don't hurry;

et