Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

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Quintessa continued, “I bet you’re still looking for your sister who vanished eight years ago, aren’t you?”

The sound of shattering glass crackled through the phone before the voice on the other end changed its tone, “Who is this?”

Quintessa lifted her chin with a sense of poise, “I’m someone who can help you. Want to know about your sister’s fate? Meet me at Central Plaza, now.”

After ending the call, Quintessa shut down her computer, slipped into casual black sweats, donned a face mask and a hat, and slipped out into the night.

Just after 10 PM, Central Plaza was buzzing with life. The dance–aerobics enthusiasts had dispersed, skateboarders kept grinding the rails, couples huddled in sweet embrace, and hip–hop dancers battled fiercely. The city’s heart beat as lively at night as it did under the

sun.

Quintessa spotted a slender figure sitting by the flowerbed. After watching for a moment, she walked over and took a seat behind her.

With a smile Quintessa said, “Good, you’re punctual. Don’t turn around. If you do, I guarantee you’ll lose everything.”

Yolanda’s heart skipped a beat, and as she started to turn, she reconsidered and faced forward again; she asked, “Who are you, and what do you know? Where is my sister now?”

Quintessa heard the urgency in her voice, the quiver. She looked up at the sky briefly and said, “Stop looking. She’s dead.”

Yolanda broke down right away, “No, I don’t believe it; she must still be alive.”

“Believe it or not, it’s your choice. Three years ago, I used this secret to blackmail Sean and dodged a bullet.”

“I can’t believe i

Quintessa interrupted her, “Eight years ago, your sister Yvonne was Sean’s secretary. He got a crush on her, drugged her, raped her, and then took compromising photos to blackmail her. She had no choice but to comply. Later, she got pregnant and Sean’s wife, Lilian, found out. She stormed over and kicked your sister in the stomach repeatedly. Your sister was four months pregnant at the time. She miscarried right there, bled out, a life for two lives. The couple saw a dead body, conspired to destroy the evidence, and then faked. the news that your sister’s resigned and moved abroad.”

Quintessa tossed an envelope to Yolanda.

Opening it, Yolanda found a couple of yellowed photographs, one of which showed her

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sister heavily pregnant. Her hands trembled so mach she be covered her mouth a choked sob escaping her throat

Quintessa narrowed her eyes; she had oned like that when her own neither dest. But the years went by, she almost forgot how to one

Does crying help? Will your sister come back to life? Can you seek vengeance That wing

Yolanda wiped away her tears and said through grined teeth, want verge, must avenge my sister.”

“Then rip apart his family, bankrupt him, and ruin his reputation Anese the best way, isn’t it?”

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Quintessa’s rosy lips curled. “Why wouldn’t help you? The enemy of my enemy is Thy friend.”

Yolanda clutched the photo, “Alright, I’ll work with you, but how do we start this revente

Quintessa’s voice was chillingly calm. Your beauty is your weapon. The best way to get close to a man is naturally–hitting the sheets. Make him fall head over heels for you. willing to kill his wife for you to hand over the Young family fortune. And then,

A smile played on Quintessa’s lips hatred glinting in her eves as she slowly sat d then, a life for a life.”