Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny ( Quintessa and Tyrone ) novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130 

Quentessa chuckled “Tyrone, how come I never realized how despicable you could be before 

it? Tyrone changed his clothes, “Yeah I wasn’t like this before. Honestly, it’s all your fault when you think about it As Tyrone was changing his clothes unabashedly, Quintessa watched on unfazed. “If you’re acting cheeky, what does it have to do with 

Bunoning up his shirt Tyrone shot back with a smirk, “Well, because you’re the cheeky one, and I’ve caught it from you. So you need to take responsibility?” 

“Take responsibility? Hell no.” 

Tyrone grabbed his jacket, “Come on, I’ll take you to the police station, darling.” 

I can go by myself, thank you very much.” 

“You’ve said it yourself: I’m cheeky, right? The more you don’t want me to, the more I have to go with you” 

Rubbing her temples, thinking Tyrone’s current behavior was becoming increasingly alien from the man she once knew. He was going off track. 

Remembering her goal to make Tyrone fall hopelessly in love with her, Quintessa nodded, “Fine, Mr. York, since you’re in such a charitable mood, lead the way.” 

Tyrone put on his sunglasses, wrapped an arm around Quintessa’s waist, and guided her forward. 

Last night, after stepping out, Tyrone regretted his action. It wasn’t his fault; why should he leave? He decided stubbornly not to leave. Several times he thought about knocking on the door, but the thought of how embarrassing it would be to return after storming out stopped him. Anyway, it was nearly dawn. 

He didn’t believe Quintessa wouldn’t open the door. 

Sure enough, Quintessa opened the door early in the morning. 

Their hotel was practically fully booked by their film crew, and as Quintessa and Tyrone made their way through the lobby, many eyes were on them, confirming the circulating rumors about Quintessa’s room always entertaining a man. 

The mystery man was now officially out in the open. 

Tyrone opened the car door for Quintessa and then slid into the driver’s seat. 

As soon as they reached the police station, Quintessa encountered Roxanne, who with swollen, teary eyes, was crying her eyes out and full of grievances. The police officer sitting across from her seemed resigned. 

“I might have some issues with Quinn, but I would never stoop so low, even if I were the devil incarnate,” Roxanne sobbed. “I’m just a minor actress, and Quinn just entered the industry. What deep hatred could we possibly have? Even if I wanted revenge, I wouldn’t take such a drastic action.” 

The officer said, “The suspects we caught last night all pointed to you.” 

Tears streamed down Roxanne’s face as she protested, “They’re slandering me! I’ve never met them before. Please, officer, don’t be deceived by the wicked. They claimed it was me, then let them present evidence. Mere words shouldn’t count as testimony. Otherwise, our country would be overrun with miscarriages of justice.” 

The officer slammed the table, “Don’t bring up other matters. You’re a suspect now.” 

Roxanne wailed even louder, “But I swear I’m innocent! The whole crew can vouch for me. I was filming all night long. I really didn’t do it.” 

Quintessa’s lips curled into a sly smile. Indeed a performer, Roxanne’s acting was fully unleashed now. 

Yet, with Roxanne being so definite, it seemed she was truly confident the police wouldn’t find anything. In that case, Quintessa decided to take matters into her own hands, 

With a plan forming in her mind, she spoke up, “Officer, I also believe Ms. Ferber is innocent. With her intelligence, she probably couldn’t come up with such a scheme.” 

Chapter 130 

Quintessa chuckled “Tyrone, how come I never realized how despicable you could be before? 

Tyrone changed his clothes, “Yeah, I wasn’t like this before. Honestly, it’s all your fault when you think about it** 

As Tyrone was changing his clothes unabashedly, Quintessa watched on unfazed. “If you’re acting cheeky, what does it have to do with 

Buttoning up his shirt, Tyrone shot back with a smirk, “Well, because you’re the cheeky one, and I’ve caught it from you. So you need to take responsibility! 

Take responsibility? Hell no.” 

Tyrone grabbed his jacket. “Come on, I’ll take you to the police station, daC 

Quentessa chuckled “Tyrone, how come I never realized how despicable you could be before 

it? Tyrone changed his clothes, “Yeah I wasn’t like this before. Honestly, it’s all your fault when you think about it As Tyrone was changing his clothes unabashedly, Quintessa watched on unfazed. “If you’re acting cheeky, what does it have to do with 

Bunoning up his shirt Tyrone shot back with a smirk, “Well, because you’re the cheeky one, and I’ve caught it from you. So you need to take responsibility?” 

“Take responsibility? Hell no.” 

Tyrone grabbed his jacket, “Come on, I’ll take you to the police station, darling.” 

I can go by myself, thank you very much.” 

“You’ve said it yourself: I’m cheeky, right? The more you don’t want me to, the more I have to go with you” 

Rubbing her temples, thinking Tyrone’s current behavior was becoming increasingly alien from the man she once knew. He was going off track. 

Remembering her goal to make Tyrone fall hopelessly in love with her, Quintessa nodded, “Fine, Mr. York, since you’re in such a charitable mood, lead the way.” 

Tyrone put on his sunglasses, wrapped an arm around Quintessa’s waist, and guided her forward. 

Last night, after stepping out, Tyrone regretted his action. It wasn’t his fault; why should he leave? He decided stubbornly not to leave. Several times he thought about knocking on the door, but the thought of how embarrassing it would be to return after storming out stopped him. Anyway, it was nearly dawn. 

He didn’t believe Quintessa wouldn’t open the door. 

Sure enough, Quintessa opened the door early in the morning. 

Their hotel was practically fully booked by their film crew, and as Quintessa and Tyrone made their way through the lobby, many eyes were on them, confirming the circulating rumors about Quintessa’s room always entertaining a man. 

The mystery man was now officially out in the open. 

Tyrone opened the car door for Quintessa and then slid into the driver’s seat. 

As soon as they reached the police station, Quintessa encountered Roxanne, who with swollen, teary eyes, was crying her eyes out and full of grievances. The police officer sitting across from her seemed resigned. 

“I might have some issues with Quinn, but I would never stoop so low, even if I were the devil incarnate,” Roxanne sobbed. “I’m just a minor actress, and Quinn just entered the industry. What deep hatred could we possibly have? Even if I wanted revenge, I wouldn’t take such a drastic action.” 

The officer said, “The suspects we caught last night all pointed to you.” 

Tears streamed down Roxanne’s face as she protested, “They’re slandering me! I’ve never met them before. Please, officer, don’t be deceived by the wicked. They claimed it was me, then let them present evidence. Mere words shouldn’t count as testimony. Otherwise, our country would be overrun with miscarriages of justice.” 

The officer slammed the table, “Don’t bring up other matters. You’re a suspect now.” 

Roxanne wailed even louder, “But I swear I’m innocent! The whole crew can vouch for me. I was filming all night long. I really didn’t do it.” 

Quintessa’s lips curled into a sly smile. Indeed a performer, Roxanne’s acting was fully unleashed now. 

Yet, with Roxanne being so definite, it seemed she was truly confident the police wouldn’t find anything. In that case, Quintessa decided to take matters into her own hands, 

With a plan forming in her mind, she spoke up, “Officer, I also believe Ms. Ferber is innocent. With her intelligence, she probably couldn’t come up with such a scheme.” 

rling,” 

“I can go by myself, thank you very much.” 

“You’ve said it yourself: I’m cheeky, right? The more you don’t want me to, the more I have to go with you” 

Rubbing her temples, thinking Tyrone’s current behavior was becoming increasingly alien from the man she once knew. He was going off track. 

Remembering her goal to make Tyrone fall hopelessly in love with her, Quintessa nodded, “Fine, Mr. York, since you’re in such a charitable mood, lead the way.”