Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny (Quintessa and Tyrone) novel Chapter 261

Mrs. York, with a heart full of grievances, clung to Quintessa's arm as if she had finally found her comrade-in-arms in a battle for justice. Her pitiful demeanor was heartbreaking.

Quintessa sighed. It was tough seeing an elderly lady like Mrs. York being pushed around at her age. Clearly, some folks thought they could take advantage of her kind nature and force her into a corner.

Quintessa gave her shoulder a reassuring pat, "I'm here for you. What's there to worry about? It's just a piece of jewelry. Let me take a look."

Across from them, Vivian eyed Quintessa suspiciously, "And who might you be?"

Quintessa raised an eyebrow, "Who am I? None of your business. And you, borrowing jewelry from Mrs. York? Please, you don't even look like you could afford such fine things."

Vivian, stung by the remark, retorted while pointing at Mrs. York, "So, Mrs. York, you've brought reinforcements, huh? Think we'll back down because of that? Let me tell you, your slander against me won't just be brushed aside. If it comes to it, we'll settle this at the police station."

With a clang, Quintessa grabbed a coffee cup from beside Mrs. York and slammed it on the table. The coffee splashed high, drenching Vivian's brand-new Louis Vuitton bag. Vivian screamed, "My LV, oh my. It's new, how dare you."

Quintessa spread her hands and pulled out a couple of napkins to wipe her hands, "Oh, was that on purpose? My bad, it was an accident. Vivian, right? Since you’re from the well-respected West family, you need not make a mountain out of a molehill for a bag. Surely, you're not so broke that you can't afford a little mishap."