Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

"Alright, we're leaving then."

"Bye Auntie."

Tyrone reached to take the cosmetics from Quintessa's hand, and the two left.

Mrs. York snorted at the sound of the car starting outside, "Ungrateful kids."

Wilma was clearing the dinner table and said, “Ma'am, you actually like Ms. Young, don't you?"

"What? No. I just think, she's had it rough, losing her mom at such a young age and growing up with a stepmom. The Yates family, they're all trouble, she must have had a hard time as a kid. But the thing is, Ty likes her. If he likes her, as his mother, I can't stand in the way, can I? Besides she's quite formidable. If they do end up together, she might just keep that wild boy in line."

Wilma nodded with a smile, "You're right, ma'am."

Mrs. York stretched lazily, exhausted. She'd been shopping all day and had a spat with the Alexander couple, which had been mentally draining. She was exhausted now.

"I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while. Wilma, remember to go to the supermarket tomorrow and get some ribs, pick good ones."

"Alright!"

and at 6 PM, the streetlights were on, but the sun hadn't set yet. The skyline was dotted with towering buildings, and the

the passing vehicles outside, lost in

and said, "There's

Quintessa turned, puzzled, "Huh?"

days later, I won back four. My ability to earn money is much stronger than my ability to waste it," Tyrone said

moment, wondering why

pretty

was undeniable. Mr. Tyrone York was known for his shrewd business acumen and unmatched ability to make money. Dealing with him in business meant you rarely came out on top. Tyrone smirked, "Glad you

that he wasn't a spendthrift, and she didn't need

their wealth

not

support them

hadn't grasped the full meaning of

get out of the car, but Tyrone locked the

there's something I need to

looked at

soft, pitch-black eyes, as if they could