Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 380

Quintessa was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah, I know her. The actress who got arrested a while back, right? We were on the same film set once."

"She told me Martha suspects that it was you who framed her back then. Ever since she got out of the police station, she's been looking for you."

As soon as Quintessa saw Roxanne's photo, she felt something was off, yet something also seemed right.

How could Roxanne get mixed up with Rachel? How could those two possibly know each other?

But if it was Roxanne, then everything started to make sense because she had a very clear motive.

Several months had passed since the incident with Roxanne, and her showing up now wasn't surprising. But to get involved with Rachel so soon after getting out, and nearly succeeding in her scheme? That was something. Could Roxanne be that formidable?

Quintessa asked, "So, did you catch Roxanne?"

The officer shook his head, "No, she escaped. There's a prop master on the Requiem set named Dave who was in cahoots with her. He sabotaged the brakes and the car door. He confessed everything. He used to be one of Roxanne's die-hard fans. About a week ago, Roxanne found him."

After the officer finished questioning and explained the situation, he prepared to leave.

"Thank you, officer."

"You're welcome."

in silence,

waist, "Stop worrying. I'm here for

the moment Quintessa's trouble started, Tyrone seemed very calm, but no one knew better than he did

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love. He could finally confirm what his feelings

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