Enchanted Nightfall Falling for Destiny (Quintessa and Tyrone) novel Chapter 435

Quintessa shivered, and in a flash, Molly was wide awake.

Both of them looked slightly foolish, their eyes locked on each other, each thinking the same thing: Holy crap!

Quintessa slowly straightened up, and Molly followed suit, rising to her feet.

Turning around, Quintessa saw Andrew had already approached them.

Andrew's eyes were dark and sinister, his complexion ghostly pale with an unhealthy reddish tint to his lips. He looked sickly—a sight that might evoke pity if he were a woman.

But he wasn't a woman. His face, prettier than most women's, carried an effeminate softness, exuding an aura of dark melancholy. Quintessa felt a chill just looking at him.

Molly, frightened by Andrew's gaze, swallowed hard and edged closer to Quintessa.

Quintessa lifted her chin, her tone cool, "Familiar much, Mr. Yates? You seem a bit too forward. I don't know what gave you the impression that we're on friendly terms."

Andrew raised an eyebrow, "Offended already? I haven't even said much, let alone done anything."

"So, what exactly do you want to do or say, Mr. Yates?"

Eyeing Quintessa, Andrew pointed at Molly, "Last time, I said I wanted Ms. Young to hand over her little assistant here. My stance hasn't changed."

Molly's face crumpled into a worried frown as she hid behind Quintessa.

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