Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Wilma picked up the phone, "Maybe you should give the young master a call?"

"Should I, though?"

"Yes, after all, Ms. Young is his lady."

"You have a point." Mrs. York stretched out her hand, and Wilma passed the phone to her with a smile.

Taking the phone, Mrs. York dialed Tyrone's number.

But there was no answer. Mrs. York frowned and dialed again.

Finally, after the fourth attempt, the call connected.

"Mom, I'm in a meeting."

The refusal was clear; he was busy, and whatever it was could wait. But Mrs. York seemed not to catch his drift at all, blurting out, "Oh, you're in a meeting? Well, I was just wondering about that little vixen and the singer's scandal flying high again. Were they caught living together last night? Wasn't she with you? She was practically in your pocket, and you let someone snatch her away?" "Alright, I got it." Tyrone's voice was calm and cool, tinged with a hint of frost.

Mrs. York, eager for gossip, didn't get the reaction she expected from her son. Since he was little, Tyrone had always been possessive; he wouldn't let anyone touch what was his. "Son, are you even listening?"

"I'm in a meeting."

Mrs. York stomped her foot in frustration, "That little enchantress spent the night with two men, and you're still in the mood for meetings?"

Tyrone cut her off, "Mom, I thought you didn't like her? Why so interested?"

Mrs. York paused, then huffed, "It's not about liking her or not. It's embarrassing if it gets out that my son lost to another man. How am I supposed to face my card-playing friends? I don't want that."

"I see!"

"Son, can you handle it or not?"

Tyrone's expression darkened, "Mom, you can hang up now."

After ending the call and tossing the phone aside, Tyrone addressed the room, "Let's continue."

James remained silent; he glanced at Kevin, who seemed lost in thought.

Tyrone coolly swept his gaze over the executives, "I don't care how many all-nighters you pull or what, you do. If you can't produce a

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Everyone gasped; their spirits plummeted at the thought of losing their bonuses.

James hurried after Tyrone. Though he was aware of the hot gossip involving Quintessa Snow's cohabitation that had topped the morning's trending list, he lacked the courage to ask about it. Carrying his apprehension, James ventured, "Mr. York, should I maybe have someone..."

Tyrone sat down, "Tell her if she wants to clear the rumors, she can come and spend another night."

James shuddered.

Meanwhile, Quintessa was on set;

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the scandal altered how people looked at her. Just days ago, she was seen getting cozy with the president of York Financial Group, and now she was linked with Great Snow Jackson. The speed of these developments prompted whispers of her playing the field.

During a break, Violet quickly pulled Quintessa aside, "What exactly happened last night? Weren't you supposed to have sealed the deal with Mr. York? How did you end up with Great Snow Jackson?" Quintessa took a sip of water, "After I left Tyrone, I ran into Snow."This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.