Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

The word “prostitution” once linked to a woman, becomes a stain she can’t wash off for life. Everyone would look at her with judgment

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Her acting career would be over, and no man would ever want to marry her in the future.

Who would want someone labeled a prostitute!

Roxanne was in complete panic, the current situation had her at her wit’s end.

Just before 10 PM, she had been shooting on set, and life had been much easier after wrapping up Quintessa’s scenes. She was happy, gled to no longer face Quintessa. But why, in the blink of an eye, was she sitting in a police station?

The female officer said angrily, “You can doubt us, but our body cam have clearly caught everything in high definition. We caught you in the act of the transaction with them. The evidence is right here, so cut the excuses.”

“I don’t believe it, I won’t believe anything you say, it’s impossible.” Roxanne was on the verge of breakdown, she couldn’t accept it. She was an actress with a bright future ahead, and she had her whole life ahead of her. What if this prostitution scandal turned real?

Then she was done for, her life would be over!

The female officer didn’t argue with Roxanne, and simply showed her the full recording.

The body cam had captured the whole process of Roxanne’s arrest, including the sordid scene in the hotel room.

Upon seeing it, Roxanne let out a howl and completely broke down.

Those images burned into her eyes drove Roxanne insane. room–drinking water, washing up, and putting on a face

Roxanne broke down in tears, “I’ve been framed, I must have be I felt odd after drinking it. And Quintessa, it was Quintessa, sh

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then she felt feverish, someone knocked on the door.

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Having been in entertainment industry for a few years, Roxanne wasn’t naive. Even in her distraught state, she immediately guessed that someone must be framing her.

And the only person with the means and the malice to do this was Quintessa.

Two days ago, she had tried to get back at Quintessa and failed. Given her nature, Quintessa wouldn’t let it go. It had to be her.

She had been careless and fallen into Quintessa’s trap.

The male police said coldly, “Whether someone set you up or not, we’ll find out. But Quintessa you mentioned left Zion City two days ago. During her kidnapping case, you were the prime suspect, and she didn’t say a word against you. I suggest you think carefully before you speak, or you might face a defamation lawsuit.”

Two days ago, when Quintessa was kidnapped, it was their precinct that handled the case, so they were all too familiar with the details.

In the eyes of the public, Roxanne was already a fallen woman, and her words held little credibility.

And Quintessa had even spoken up for Roxanne at the precinct, which just showed how decent she was.

Roxanne was in a state of frenzy, screaming hysterically, “It was her, it has to be her, give me a phone, I need to make a call. I have connections, I know people, I don’t want to stay here. Quintessa, I’ll make sure she pays, just give me the phone, the phone!”

The two policemen shook their heads. How could they interrogate Roxanne in this state?”

“Let it be,” one said to the other. “Her criminal facts are very clear. Even if she does not confess, the evidence is undeniable.”