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.

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

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

all noble. I'm shameless, but how much better are you? You're just curious because you've never met

his charm made people naturally overlook his age. His maturity was

thought about it, the less he knew what to

a tangled mess, but one

who, seeing a rose on the cliff, they all want to pick it. After all, it's too beautiful, too unique.

thorny and poisonous, yet irresistibly drawing men to her. Jonathan admitted his curiosity about Quintessa. But often,

long lost interest in them, especially the insincere actresses. But Quintessa was like a breath of fresh air in this otherwise dull and tainted world, making him curious to see how far she

realized he needed to head to a shoot, "I've got work to do. I'm