Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Mrs. York, with a heart full of grievances, clung to Quintessa's arm as if she had finally found her comrade-in-arms in a battle for justice. Her pitiful demeanor was heartbreaking. Quintessa sighed. It was tough seeing an elderly lady like Mrs. York being pushed around at her age. Clearly, some folks thought they could take advantage of her kind nature and force her into a corner. Quintessa gave her shoulder a reassuring pat, "I'm here for you. What's there to worry about? It's just a piece of jewelry. Let me take a look."

Across from them, Vivian eyed Quintessa suspiciously, "And who might you be?"

Quintessa raised an eyebrow, "Who am I? None of your business. And you, borrowing jewelry from Mrs. York? Please, you don't even look like you could afford such fine things."

you've brought reinforcements, huh? Think we'll back down because of that? Let me tell you, your slander against me won't just be

slammed it on the table. The coffee

hands, "Oh, was that on purpose? My bad, it was an accident. Vivian, right? Since you're from the well-respected West family, you need not make a mountain out of a molehill for a bag. Surely, you're not so broke that you can't

necklace from the table, "Let's see what's wrong with this jewelry. Not to brag, but my family specializes in these kinds

watched Quintessa, feeling bewildered. Since when was she

her group visibly uneasy. Vivian huffed, "Go ahead, check it. Real or fake, it doesn't matter to me. I know what I

this is real. Top-grade imperial diamond, and the craftsmanship is divine. Look at the

the table, reassuring her, "Take another look. Trust