Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa whipped out a tiny bottle of refreshing facial mist, seizing the moment while Lilian was dazed from the bump to spritz her face twice, "Cooling off that temper, sweetheart. No need to thank me." Lilian caught a whiff of a fresh scent, which was reminiscent of chamomile, and just as she wanted to lash out at Quintessa, her phone suddenly went off.

Quintessa tucked the spray back into her purse, all smiles as she teased, "Auntie, your phone's ringing. Aren't you gonna check it?"

Steadying herself against the wall, Lilian stood up, feeling her anger flaring even more at the sight of Quintessa, and her headache intensifying. It felt like her mind was a ticking time bomb.

Clutching the throbbing bump on her head, Lilian gritted her teeth, "Quintessa, just you wait. Don't you dare lay a finger on my daughter, I'll make sure you meet your no-good mother sooner than you think." Quintessa simply shrugged, "Bring it on, you old hag. Let's see what you've got."

Lilian's phone kept ringing. She fumbled for it, "Just you wait."

After unlocking it, Lilian saw that the message was filled with pictures.

After she opened the first one, her hand trembled, and she felt her dizziness intensifying; her complexion turned ashen, and her lips were quivering. Ignoring Quintessa, she hastily opened the remaining messages, flipping through each picture.

Quintessa's voice, dripping with schadenfreude, filled the air, "Oh, looks like my dad's having an affair, huh? Typical. He's had the patience of a saint putting up with you for years, with your sagging, flabby self. I wonder, do you even satisfy him in bed anymore?"

"Shut up, get lost."

Lilian felt murderous towards

Quintessa, but the photos fueled her rage towards the mistress. How dare Sean cheat on her? Without her, Sean wouldn't have anything he has today.

Quintessa smirked, "Poor thing, getting mad at me for what? Go find Sean and that mistress of his. But honestly,bet my dad can't even, stand touching you now. Going for a girl, that's understandable, oh look at

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With her eyes blazed with fury, Lilian pushed Quintessa aside, "Get out of my way."

She staggered out of the restroom, seething with anger.

Quintessa chuckled behind her; this was just the prelude, and the real drama was yet to unfold.

She took out the spray again,

unscrewed the cap, and poured the liquid down the sink, rinsing the

bottle under the tap; then she refilled

it with tap water, wiped it down, and put it back in her purse. Content

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The liquid was a stimulant, capable of making anyone who breathed it in rapidly reach a state of excitement, lose control over their emotions and become prone to rage.

By deliberately provoking Lilian, non-stop, Quintessa aimed to make her lose her sanity and act out irrationally.

Quintessa adjusted her hair as her phone buzzed in her purse. It was Tyrone. She answered, "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Tyrone's voice was stern.

Quintessa flipped her hair, and said with a wicked smile, "I'm out flirting with men behind your back!"