Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa thought darkly to herself that she couldn't let this little b*tch insult her for nothing. You insult me once, I'll return it a hundredfold.

Everyone on set, including the director, was taken aback by Quintessa's fierce retort. They all glanced at Leona, wondering how she'd cope if Quintessa actually didn't have any needles. Apologizing a hundred times would be one thing, but what about the slap? It would swell her face, what about her face then?

Crystal looked worried, "Leona, maybe we should just let it go, let's just consider ourselves unlucky."

It would have been better if Crystal hadn't said that. As soon as she mentioned considering themselves unlucky, it reignited Leona's fighting spirit.

Leona felt that the more Quintessa spoke like this, the guiltier she must be. She was only trying to intimidate them.

words. But, if it was

truly repulsive; you'd feel nauseous just looking at her.

eager to slap yourself, I don't have any obligation to stop you. After all, I'm certainly

I'm in a good mood today. See how stupid you are, here's a piece of advice for you: don't end up dead and still playing the grateful fool." Leona hesitated for a moment,

shrugged nonchalantly. "Fine, keep your eyes

stared at Quintessa intently. They watched as

were wide, and as Quintessa moved, they slid down to her elbows, revealing

were

delicate and elegant, looking almost meticulously crafted. And under the sunlight, her hands appeared almost translucent, stunning in

of her hands wasn't the point. The point was that there was absolutely nothing hidden between her fingers, not evena single hair, let alone

Leona was dumbfounded immediately.