Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Traffic officer: You've got money, you've got nerve!

As they got into the car, Quintessa pulled off Tyrone's jacket and ran her fingers through her hair, "Sorry about your car, I'll pay you back."

Seeing Quintessa's indifferent expression and swollen eyes, Tyrone felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles.

He smirked devilishly, "Alright then, how about you spend the night with me?"

He wanted to comfort her, but perhaps what Quintessa least desired at the moment was consolation.

Quintessa paused, then realized Tyrone's notion of "spend" wasn't about money, but about staying the night. She chuckled, "Not tonight, maybe another time. Just take me back to Harmony Retreat."

"No, I can't take you back there. Sean's waiting for you at the gate," Tyrone stepped on the gas, heading towards his place instead.

Quintessa frowned. She didn't want to see Sean; she was afraid she might lose control and do something drastic.

"Then, drop me off at the Requiem production set."

work like this? Letting my lady toil without a break, that's something

her lips, unsure of what to

temperature, "If you're tired, just take

Quintessa closed her eyes.

death with her own eyes.

her mother's death wasn't as simple as it seemed. Though it appeared to be a suicide, it was Sean and Lilian who directly caused

to be cruel, they become the terrifying beings

car stopped at

house, and Quintessa

.ne

falling onto her face. Her skin appeared even

bumping into Mrs.

"Mom." Tyrone whispered.

when she saw Quintessa was unharmed, "She's asleep, huh? Get her

covered her