Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Tyrone gave an impassive smile, "Uncle Jonathan, competing with your own nephew over a lady? Don't you feel ashamed?"

He had never referred to Jonathan as "uncle" before, having never really seen him as an elder. But now, the way he emphasized "uncle" seemed oddly respectful.

However, Jonathan knew all too well that Tyrone was just mocking him, as if someone kept whispering in his ear about how old and unattractive he was.

Tyrone had always been a bit of a schemer, shameless to the core, and for Quintessa, he was willing to do just about anything.

amusing. He chuckled lightly, "Ashamed? Hearing you talk about ashamedness is quite funny, considering

if he's shameless? If he cared about that thing, Quintessa

don't act all noble. I'm shameless, but how much better are you? You're just curious because you've never met a woman like Quintessa. You're intrigued, and, you think, competing with

people naturally overlook his age. His maturity was something the younger men couldn't match. He looked at Tyrone

less he knew what to say. Denying it confidently? That didn't seem

his feelings for Quintessa were a tangled mess, but one thing was clear: he wanted her

all the same. No matter who, seeing a rose on the cliff, they all want to pick it.

his curiosity about Quintessa. But often, love started with curiosity. Who

of beauties in the entertainment industry, he had long lost interest in them, especially the insincere actresses. But Quintessa

the time, Jonathan realized he needed to head to a shoot, "I've got work to