Chapter 106: Chapter 106

She tugged at the corner of her mouth, muttering silently to herself, "What strange wind has Elias Sinclair blown in from this time? Even if he’s afraid of being late again, there’s no need to trouble Kevin all the time, right? The poor director has been reduced to an assistant."

Quinn Lockwood looked at Kevin with eyes full of sympathy.

Once they got to the set, everyone quickly got into filming mode.

Quinn Lockwood and Dylan Quinn had an especially harmonious collaboration. The boy gently embraced the girl from behind, putting a purple diamond necklace around her neck, then left a soft kiss on her cheek, making them seem like a perfect match.

After the shooting of the purple diamond series was completed, Quinn Lockwood and Dylan Quinn were able to take a break on the side. Next up was Ethan, responsible for shooting the detailed promotions of the product. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NovєlFіre.net

"Savannah, could you help me take a look at what’s wrong with this system?" an employee cautiously asked.

The news of Quinn Lockwood successfully saving the group system had spread throughout the company. Everyone heard that it was an issue even the tech team couldn’t solve, and if Quinn Lockwood hadn’t stepped in, they would have had to call in people from the HAC Association. Because of this, everyone admired her greatly but also felt a bit of fear towards her due to past impressions.

"Of course." Quinn Lockwood nodded with a smile, immediately standing up and following her to take a look.

"This, you just need to..." Quinn Lockwood patiently explained to the employee and taught her how to handle it if it happened again.

The employee, seeing that Quinn not only didn’t refuse her but also patiently helped her, was extremely touched. Her impression of Quinn changed, and she began to idolize her as a ’computer wizard.’

"Miss Lowell, could you also help me take a look at this software?"

Seeing that Quinn was approachable and knowledgeable, everyone seized the chance to ask her for advice. She patiently answered each query, personally demonstrating when they didn’t understand, and even proactively sharing tips on quickly inputting data and calculating statistics. Everyone was incredibly grateful to her.

Dylan Quinn was curious when he saw everyone asking Quinn Lockwood about software and spreadsheet issues.

"Why are you all asking Miss Lowell computer-related questions?" Dylan couldn’t help but ask the staff next to him.

"Mr. Quinn, you didn’t know? Yesterday, it was Miss Lowell who fixed the company’s system bug. The way she did it was so smooth, it’s comparable to the people from the HAC Association," the employee said with a face full of admiration.

"That impressive?" Dylan looked at them with a mix of admiration and excitement, feeling a newfound respect for Quinn Lockwood. Still, he was skeptical about her being on par with HAC’s level.

"Of course, Mr. Quinn. Miss Lowell saved the company from significant losses; even Mr. Sinclair praised her," the employee continued.

Dylan looked at the young woman engagingly chatting with the staff in the distance, feeling like there were tiny pink sparkles around her.

"Hey, you really don’t have to be so polite. These are small matters. If you have questions, feel free to ask me as long as I’m free," Quinn said, feeling awkward as the employees kept thanking her profusely and looking embarrassed.

Everyone saw that Quinn not only had skills but was humble and straightforward in her approach, which made them like her even more.

Elias Sinclair walked into the studio and happened to see Quinn Lockwood happily chatting with everyone. He couldn’t bring himself to interrupt, so he stood at the entrance watching her for a while.

"Savannah, I heard about what happened yesterday. You’re truly amazing. It’s a shame I couldn’t see your crisis management in person," Dylan quickly sat next to her to chat when she got a moment of rest.

"It’s not as impressive as they say. I was just lucky to fix that small bug," Quinn replied, feeling embarrassed as they started to idolize her, not wanting Dylan to end up that way too.

"Haha, Savannah, stop being modest. I see you know quite a bit about computers. If I have questions in the future, I might ask you for guidance." Dylan laughed at Quinn’s expression, finding her cute and interesting—just his type.

"I wouldn’t dare; I should be the one asking you for guidance on acting skills, Mr. Quinn," she replied, making a gesture of a student humbly asking a master, with a serious and earnest expression, looking like she traveled back through time.

Dylan supported her hand teasingly and said, "No formalities, Lowell. It’s my honor to offer any small help I can."

Then both of them burst into laughter.

Elias Sinclair watched the two of them appearing very intimate, his long eyes instantly clouded.

He walked in directly and glanced at everyone present with a slightly cold gaze. His thin lips parted, "How’s the ad filming going?"

With Mr. Sinclair’s arrival, everyone quieted down, no longer daring to chat idly.

"The purple series is all done. Ethan is working on the details," an employee answered.

"Good. Everyone, keep resting. We’ll have an extra meal at noon." Elias nodded satisfactorily, his gaze wandering over to where Quinn and Dylan were.

"Mr. Sinclair is here, let’s greet him," Dylan tugged at Quinn’s sleeve, suggesting.

"I reckon he still needs to go to the office area, let’s wait until he’s done," Quinn glanced at Elias Sinclair, seeing his cold and somber expression, not wanting to walk into trouble.

Seeing Dylan about to stand up and go over, she quickly patted his shoulder, whispering in his ear, "You should wait a bit before going. Look at him, he doesn’t seem happy at all. You don’t want to walk into the line of fire."

Quinn whispering softly into Dylan’s ear seemed quite intimate.

"Savannah Lowell!" Before Quinn and Dylan finished talking, Elias Sinclair walked over.

Feeling the metaphorical arrows shooting from his glare, she knew Mr. Sinclair must be angry, but why was he glaring at Dylan?

"Mr. Sinclair, what’s the matter?" Quinn asked, puzzled.

Elias withdrew his gaze, his expression softening slightly when looking at Quinn.

"Let’s have dinner together tonight." The words, though somewhat ambiguous, sounded like a command coming from Elias Sinclair.

Seeing Quinn’s instant stunned expression, the man’s deep eyes flashed a hint of sharpness. He continued, "You saved the company from quite some losses yesterday. I should treat you to dinner to express my gratitude."