Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny ( Quintessa and Tyrone ) novel Chapter 303

Quintessa said casually, “Manny, keep count.”

“Uh. Sure,” Manny nodded.

People tend to sympathize with the weak. Everyone on set stayed and watched the scene.

Their gazes towards Leona were sympathetic, especially with Crystal crying beside her. In contrast, Quintessa seemed unharmed, almost as if she were the villain oppressing the innocent, earning herself looks of disapproval from everyone.

But Quintessa didn’t care. A cold smile played on her lips. Was Leona pitiful? Sure, in a pitifully foolish way, being used over and over by Crystal like a pawn in her game. But, even if she was a pawn, it was Leona who allowed herself to be used. It was because of her own stupidity.

Quintessa had no reason to sympathize with a pawn who had harmed her.

Their actions were all petty tricks, far inferior to Roxanne’s and Rachel’s. But people like Leona couldn’t see all things clearly. They were like flies buzzing around, annoying to hear even if you ignored them.

Quintessa had no sympathy to spare for Leona. This was a lesson for her. If she had any sense at all, this incident should be a wake-up call. If she still believed Crystal was a naive and kind Snow White, then no one could save her.

Leona, looking like a puppet, cursed herself while slapping her own face. Her face was now swollen, lips bleeding.

By the 46th count, Cynthia walked over, her face full of anger. “Quintessa, why do you have to be so ruthless? We’re all part of the same crew. Why take it this far? Do you enjoy bullying people?”

Quintessa glanced disdainfully at Cynthia. “Oh, look who decided to play the hero.”

Before Cynthia could speak, Quintessa sneered. “Do you even have the right? Are you even worthy?”