Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 59

What had she done wrong, really? If those guys hadn’t made the first move, she wouldn’t be able to string them along. There was no reason why men could play the field and women couldn’t! Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Violet let out a sigh, “Quinn, as someone who’s been around the block, I gotta tell you, playing hard to get with folks and not giving them anything solid is going to bite you in the butt eventually.”

Quintessa just shrugged, “I know, but hasn’t happened yet, has it? Just keeping them on the hook for now.”

Violet shook her head. Quintessa was exactly the type that people loved to hate: she was tough as nails and cunning to boot.

Yet, for some reason, Violet just couldn’t bring herself to dislike her.

Violet had known Quintessa for two years and she’d never forget the first time she saw her at Serenitia’s. She was like a little animal caught in a trap, legs all but crushed, still fighting furiously. Those eyes were so bright, so fierce; all she wanted was to survive in this twisted, dark world.

Quintessa hadn’t had many good days in her twenty–something years. No one was born this way; they were driven to it, bit by bit. If they could, wouldn’t everyone choose happiness?

Violet had once asked her, “Don’t you ever just want to cry it out when you can’t take it anymore?”

Quintessa had only replied, “Who’d give a damn? Who would I cry for?”

She was a kid with nobody to care for her, scrabbling up from the dirt on her own.

Violet sighed, “Just be careful, okay?”

“I know. Don’t worry. I won’t cause any trouble for you.”

Violet asked, “What about your family?”

“Keeping it under wraps. I can’t let them know I’m back. Not until I’ve made something of myself again. The Youngs can’t know I’ve returned.”

Quintessa had to keep her return from the Young family a secret. If they found out, they’d come after her with a

vengeance.

She had to wait until she made her mark, until she was on solid ground, where the Youngs couldn’t touch her easily. Only then could she reveal herself.

At the studio, the set was ready, and the music video director handed Quintessa the script.

While Snow got his makeup done, his agent showed him a photo on his phone, “How about this actor? Isn’t he super macho?”

Snow’s agent was flamboyantly gay, and loved a burly man.

Snow didn’t even look, and just pushed the phone away, “Send him back.”

“What? I specially found him, and if you say no now, I can’t find anyone else on such short notice.”

Snow ran his fingers through his hair, “I’ll step in myself.”

The agent let out a shrill, “What?”

Snow played with his hair again, “Tell the director we can add a few more intimate scenes.”

The agent pointed at him, “You?”

“Am I not clear?”

“Yeah.”

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Snow urged, “Then go.”

The agent suddenly touched his forehead, “Are you sure you’re not feverish? Are you sure you’re Snow?”

Snow pushed him away immediately, “Tsk, I told you not to touch me.”

The agent coyly pointed at him with his finger, “It’s been ten years since your debut and you’ve never paired up with any actress for a music video. Have you lost your mind?”

Snow said lazily, “The music industry’s tough right now; gotta create some buzz.”

The agent stomped his foot in frustration, “Bull. You’re pulling the wool over my eyes. The rest of the industry might be struggling to sell records, but you? Worrying about buzz? You’ve got your eye on that girl, don’t you?”