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.

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

what if he's shameless? If he cared about that thing, Quintessa would have driven him insane multiple

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 your nephew

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

knew what

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

serene, "Men are all the same. No matter who, seeing a rose on the cliff, they all want

his curiosity about Quintessa. But often,

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

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