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.

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

Quintessa, thinking, "So what if he's shameless? If he cared about

just curious because you've never met a woman like Quintessa. You're intrigued, and, you think, competing with your

made people naturally overlook his age. His maturity was something the younger men couldn't match. He looked at Tyrone and said, "Ty,

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

but one thing was clear: he

on the cliff, they all want to pick it. After all, it's too beautiful, too unique. How can they not be

was that unique rose, thorny and poisonous, yet irresistibly drawing men to her. Jonathan admitted his curiosity about Quintessa. But often, love started with

to love affairs. Having seen all sorts of beauties in the entertainment industry, he had long lost interest in them, especially the insincere actresses. But Quintessa was

Jonathan realized he needed to head to