Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

James felt like he was on the verge of tears. He knew Tyrone had been in a foul mood lately, ever since Ms. Quintessa Young came back from overseas. His boss hadn’t been in good spirits at all.

But what did Tyrone mean by giving him a few more days of peace? Was he planning on giving him the

Franklin treatment?

Oh, no. He hadn’t done anything wrong.

All he did was vent a little with Kevin. That couldn’t count as bad–mouthing, could it?

James quickly tried to make amends. “Mr. York, I’m sorry, man. I was wrong. I won’t speak ill of you again, I swear. Honestly, I didn’t even want to say those things–it was all Kevin, who pushed me to talk because he’s so curious about Ms. Quintessa Young.” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Tyrone snapped back to the present, and gave James a cold, piercing stare. “You know, I haven’t even settled the score with you on that matter.”

James froze. What did he mean? Wasn’t Tyrone talking about him just now?

He suddenly didn’t dare to say another word, fearing it would only make things worse,

Tyrone pointed at James, not uttering a word, but his expression said it all–‘you just wait.

Suddenly, Tyrone asked, “The premiere press conference for ‘Whispers in the Wind‘ is today?”

James nodded vigorously, eager to contribute. “Yes, it’s today. It starts at 2 PM and it’s going to be live– streamed everywhere.”

James had been on top of the details. He knew there was no way Tyrone would miss this event.

Was he pretending to be nonchalant when he clearly wanted to attend? Yeah, right.

Tyrone glanced at the clock; it was nearly ten past two.

He flipped open his laptop on the desk, tapped a few times on the touchscreen keyboard, and launched a video streaming website. As soon as the site loaded, a huge pop–up window took over the screen.

The poster featured the main cast and the director, along with a woman whose face was replaced by a question mark. Below her, in glaring, flashy letters, read: “Tune in live, the mysterious lead actress revealed.”

Tyrone scoffed at the poster. A mysterious lead actress? Please!

“Keep talking,” he said distractedly, while his mind was fixated on what kind of spectacle Quintessa would put on today.

He clicked on the live stream, and the online viewer count rocketed up at a staggering pace.

The venue for the press conference was decked out impressively, clearly not skimping on expenses. The media crowd was a sea of darkness below the stage, and their camera shutters were clicking non– stop.

The male actors and the producer had already made their appearance, and the host had done a bit of a warm–up routine.

Tyrone frowned. What was taking Quintessa so long?–

Just then, the host, playing his part perfectly, said, “We all know Director Gardner has a very discerning eye

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for talent. From the very beginning of casting, there was a lot of speculation about who would make up the cast. Now, we’ve revealed all the key male roles, except for our leading lady. Are you all as eager as I am to find out?”

The reporters played along too, as they were truly curious about who the leading lady would be.

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The male lead, Quennel, flashed a light smile and said, “Don’t just talk about you–I mean, even we’re dying to find out who the leading lady is.”

The host immediately put on an exaggerated, comical expression of shock. “Really? It’s that much of a secret? This is just too exciting.”

Tyrone was unimpressed. What was there to expect? It was just some woman, someone he’d already shared a bed with, someone he knew all too well.