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.

behind your words. But, if it was

truly repulsive;

don't have any obligation to stop you. After all, I'm

of advice for you: don't end up dead

nonchalantly. "Fine, keep your eyes wide

stared at Quintessa intently. They watched as her hands slowly emerged from her wide sleeves and

moved, they slid down to her elbows, revealing a

wrists were slender,

and elegant, looking almost meticulously crafted. And under the sunlight, her

the point. The point was that there was absolutely nothing hidden between her fingers, not evena single hair,

Leona was dumbfounded immediately.