Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny ( Quintessa and Tyrone )
Chapter 202

Sean and his wife were boiling with rage. "How on earth can there be such a shameless person?" they wondered. It's no wonder she had the audacity to show up so brazenly after returning to the country-she had Tyrone in her corner, and even Jerome was treating her differently now.

If Quintessa really had Tyrone backing her, then they couldn't lay a finger on her.

Lilian's face wrinkled even more with anger. "Jerome is your sister's boyfriend, and Mr. Tyrone is supposed to be Rachel's man. Quintessa, do you have no shame? If you stoop so low, then don't expect any man to respect you."

The angrier the Young family got, the happier Quintessa became. She leaned on Jerome's shoulder, cooing, "But I just can't help it. Besides, I think my brother-in-law here has a soft spot for me, right? My sister isn't as pretty as me, or does she have my figure. How could she compete with me, right, Jerome?"

Jerome lifted Quintessa's chin with a smirk. "You're quite confident, aren't you?"

Quintessa blinked playfully. "All thanks to you, Jerome."

Miranda, fuming and cursing under her breath, struggled in Lilian's grip. She was on the verge of madness.

Lilian and Sean quickly held her back. "Miranda, calm down."

Then, as the music started, Quintessa looked up at Jerome. "Aren't you going to ask me for a dance, Jerome?" Jerome stared at her silently.

Lilian quickly interjected, "Jerome, think about Miranda. She's your girlfriend."

Tears rolled down Miranda's cheeks. "Jerome, you're mine. You're my boyfriend. How could you leave me for her?"

But Jerome didn't even glance at her. Instead, he reached out to Quintessa. "Let's dance."

Quintessa took his hand and they glided into the dance floor. As they turned, she shot a defiant look at the Young family, her eyes gleaming with malice.

Did you think I came here just to exchange words? Don't be naive.

What comes next will truly disturb your peace.

As Jerome and Quintessa danced gracefully, he teased, "So, do I make a good weapon in your hands?"

Quintessa's smile was sweet. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Jerome sometimes wished he could strangle this siren.

"Am I the one who handles you best, or is it Tyrone?"

Quintessa's lips curled into a smirk. "Guess!"

As the dance ended, Quintessa spotted Yolanda who had just arrived. As their eyes met across the room, they understood each other without words instantly. Quintessa let go of Jerome. "I'm off to freshen up. Don't let any other siren lure you away, okay?"

Jerome scoffed. "As if anyone could outdo you."

"True."

Quintessa winked at him and gracefully walked away.

Heading straight for Lilian, Quintessa warmly linked arms with her. "Aunt Lilian, let's go freshen up together. I've missed you so much, and there's so much I want to tell you." She then turned to Miranda. "Sis, I'm giving you a chance to talk to your man alone."

Lilian was intent on giving her a piece of her mind. Once in the restroom, she had her demeanor changed. "Quintessa, get lost. Stay away from Jerome, or you'll regret it." Quintessa giggled. "As long as I want, your daughter's man is in the palm of my hand."