Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quinn's comment hit Miranda like an ice-cold bucket of water. All Miranda wanted was to marry Jerome. But Jerome had grown weary of her long ago. The threads that had been holding their relationship together were nothing but her desperate attempts at winning over Jerome's mother, Fiona Lott, and her staged suicide..

Causing a scene here would ruin her chances with Jerome forever.

Miranda's eyes brimmed with tears as she turned to Jerome and pleaded, "Jerome, we've loved each other for so many years. Don't you know what kind of person Quinn is? She crawled out of Tyrone's bed three years ago, and you saw it with your own eyes. She's nothing but a shameless flirt, don't let her use you."

Quinn suddenly shoved Miranda, causing her to stumble backward. Off-balance, Miranda, with her foot twisted, fell to the ground and felt a sharp pain shooting through her ankle.

Quinn's smile was as sweet as pie, "Oh sis, you really need to watch your step. Did you hurt yourself? Here, let me help you up." This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Miranda roared, "Get away from me."

Quinn raised her index finger to her lips, "Shh, keep it down. Everyone's watching. Look, your future mother-in-law is coming over!" Miranda glanced around and realized that they already became the center of attention. Jerome's father's expression was particularly grim.

She had to endure, she told herself, clenching her teeth.

Despite wanting to claw Quinn's face off, Miranda hissed, "Quinn, just you wait. I'll make you regret this."

Quinn smirked, "Bring it on! But before that, I think I need a little heart-to-heart with my dear brother-in- law. I'm sure you won't mind being the generous sister that you are!"

Quinn knew Miranda's Achilles' heel was Jerome. By holding him, she could torture Miranda, not physically but psychologically; it was enough to drive her insane.

Jerome watched the drama unfold with a cold indifference. Miranda's foolishness was her downfall, while Quinn's cunning nature gave her the upper hand.

If he had to choose between the two women from the start, he would have picked Quinn. But he'd met Miranda first and missed his chance with Quinn, which was something he still regretted. Jerome didn't intervene as the spat didn't seem too serious. He wanted to see Quinn put Miranda in her place.

He was tired of Miranda, but now that the crowd had gathered, and Miranda was still officially his girlfriend, he couldn't just stand by while she lay on the ground.

Roughly, Jerome pulled Miranda to her feet, his voice low and threatening, "Enough. I don't care about the Young family drama, but I warn you, don't make a scene at my family's party. Otherwise, I won't be nice. Miranda, this is your last chance."

Tears welled up in Miranda's eyes from the humiliation. She wanted to tear Quinn apart, but she was powerless.

"Quinn, if you want revenge, come at me directly. All you know is to seduce men by using such dirty tricks."

Quinn rolled her eyes, "Who cares if my tricks are dirty if they work on you? Besides, it's not my fault you chose such an irresistible man. Jerome is so tempting; I just want to borrow him for a bit. Why be

so stingy? You're already fuming, and I haven't even slept with him yet. If I did spend the night, you'd probably lose your mind."