Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

James tried to sway his boss's opinion, "Mr. York, that's like $200,000, isn't it a bit much? Exchanging that would be a nightmare. Even if we hit the bank, I doubt they'd have $200,000 in coins ready to go. Maybe we stick to bills?"

Probably having actually taken James's words to heart, Tyrone nodded thoughtfully for a moment before saying, "You're right, that does sound problematic."

James eagerly agreed, "Exactly, exactly."

He had never found his boss so agreeable before, but reality struck him hard in the next moment.

Tyrone said, "Then let's go with Monopoly money instead. A stack should do. Deliver it personally and convey my sincerest apologies."

James felt like he'd been slapped across the face. How naïve are you, he thought. Tyrone, of all people, was filled to the brim with mischief; would he be so kind-hearted?

James regretted even trying to reason with his boss. Sincerely, he suggested, "Let's stick to coins, though."

Tyrone looked at him, "Wouldn't that be a hassle? Don't trouble yourself too much."

James shook his head vigorously, "Not at all, not at all. Thank you for your concern, boss."

coins might earn him a beating, but Monopoly money?

boss had he gotten himself involved with? Being sent off to get thrashed, he still had to

today. Don't let

words, James nodded absent-mindedly as he rushed out, nearly bumping

out two words:

"Ha. Seeking trouble."

from his enthusiastic

scratches. His manager, both angry

the sight of

his neck and

et

not to mess with that siren. How could Mr. York just stand by while you chased after

took a selfie, then wrote a few lines advising his fans to be rational about their fandom. Today's incident nearly caused a stampede, and he

said, "It's

"You're really courting death."

and liked a photo she

to prove my true love for Quintessa? If Tyrone's meddling doesn't shake me, then I shouldn't miss out