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!"

6 PM, the streetlights were on, but the sun hadn't set yet. The skyline was dotted with towering buildings, and the roads were bustling in this modern city. In this modern metropolis, while technology advances, people

watched the passing vehicles outside,

drove attentively. He glanced at Quintessa and said, "There's something I've got

Quintessa turned, puzzled, "Huh?"

two Paganis in a bet, but a few days later, I won back four. My ability to earn money is much

moment, wondering why he was

you're pretty good

shrewd business acumen and unmatched ability to make money. Dealing with him

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

their wealth and

not

to support them

full

get out of the car, but Tyrone

on, there's something I need to

at him,

deep, soft, pitch-black eyes,