Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny ( Quintessa and Tyrone )
Chapter 327

Quintessa hung up the phone. It was already dawn, and she was exhausted, yet sleep eluded her.

This room felt alien, not at all like the quaint apartment she had moved into when she first returned to the country. Quintessa felt no sense of belonging here.

Her mind dwelled on Sean's affairs. He was no fool; even if he really had gone after Lilian, he would definitely leave himself an escape route.

The looming $50 million was a must-pay. You can't catch the wolf without risking your sheep, but paying up was like handing Sean a loaded gun. The situation was far more complex than she had initially thought.

Quintessa closed her eyes.

Sean left Harmony Retreat and made his way home, but he didn't enter the house. He sat at the doorstep all night long.

Quintessa's two conditions and one piece of advice were each more malicious than the last. Sean had always known himself to be ruthless, but he found his daughter even more ruthless than most, surpassing even him. He remembered Dolores being such a kind woman; how could she have birthed such a venomous daughter?

Of his three children, Quintessa was the most like him: equally deceitful, equally unscrupulous, and equally without a moral compass.

Sending Miranda to a mental institution-Even a sane person could lose their mind in such a place, let alone Miranda, who was nearly there already.

Killing Lilian was too difficult-not because Sean couldn't bear to, but because it would stir up too much trouble.

As for Rachel, Sean took a deep drag from his cigarette; she was his sister, the only family member he felt a semblance of affection for.

By the time dawn broke, the ground around him was littered with cigarette butts.

He stood up, took out his keys, and opened the door.

As dawn broke, Quintessa woke up. Rubbing her numb legs, she stood up with the help of the bed. Lost in thought the previous night, she had accidentally fallen asleep on the floor and spent the night there.

It was already past 9 a.m., and she.

had

Comwork scheduled for the det

She

called Manny, telling him not to

come over for the time being

After freshening up and changing, she went outside.

Quintessa hailed a cab, "To the York Financial Group, please."

The driver kept stealing glances at her, probably wondering if she was the same celebrity who had been criticized online.

Upon arrival, Quintessa walked straight into the company's lobby; just like last time, she was stopped at the reception.

It was the same receptionist as before. Quintessa took off her sunglasses and smiled at her, "m here to see Mr. York. I don't have an appointment." S

The receptionist was stunned, remembering Quintessa as the

woman who had claimed to bol net

bed

"a

ment" with Mr. York last

time. She seemed to be a celebrity?

The receptionist blushed and stuttered, "I'm not sure if that's okay. Let me make a phone call first."

Before she could dial, a surprised voice echoed, "Quintessa?"

Turning around, Quintessa saw a tall, handsome man with deep-set features. She frowned, "And you are?"

The receptionist explained, "Kevin. Ms. Young is here for Mr. York, without an appointment."

Kevin looked Quintessa up and down, "So, is it another 'bed appointment' this time?"

Quintessa stomped on his foot and pushed past him towards the elevator.

Kevin winced in pain, "Such a hot-tempered girl. Don't rush; let me take you up."