Chapter 115: Chapter 115

"This is..." Quinn Lockwood looked at the photos in Elias Sinclair’s hand with some confusion. How did she seem to see herself in them?

Elias flipped through the photos one by one, his face tense, making it impossible to discern his thoughts. Then he handed the photos to Quinn.

"They got photographed again!" Quinn exclaimed, looking at the photos in her hand, her eyes widening in disbelief. What a mess this was!

Frustrated, she threw the photos aside and quickly opened her phone, almost choking on her own saliva.

"Scandal! Savannah Lowell’s Abortion!"

Clicking on the headline, the content revealed that the popular actress Savannah Lowell allegedly visited the hospital late at night for an abortion, suspected to be for the boss of the Sinclair Group, with claims about their loving relationship...

Scrolling down, there were even photos of Elias holding her for an IV and feeding her soup. Seeing this, Quinn was truly choked!

"Cough, cough, Elias, look!" She handed the phone to the expressionless man beside her.

Looking at the trending headline, Elias furrowed his brows slightly.

Quinn swallowed, carefully observing his expression. Seeing no change in his demeanor puzzled her.

She was used to this kind of public life without privacy, being someone who often needed to be in the public eye. Recalling the last time such news broke, Elias’s expression and attitude then were worlds apart from now!

"These photos are really poorly taken." The man then locked the screen and handed the phone back to Quinn.

"About this matter, I..." Quinn stood up, looking up at Elias, wanting to explain.

Before she could finish, Elias raised his hand to press her shoulder, signaling her to lie down. Then his lips parted slightly, speaking slowly, "I’ll clarify this matter myself; it has nothing to do with you."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Quinn was stunned. What was going on? How come Boss Sinclair wasn’t playing by the rules this time?

Quinn rubbed her hands lightly, staring blankly at Elias for a while, resulting in him impatiently furrowing his brows. It wasn’t until he glanced at her that Quinn withdrew her gaze.

"This time you don’t think I bought... the trending topic?" Quinn raised her eyes slightly, asking with a hint of sarcasm.

However, the other party ignored her, took out his phone, logged into his X account, reposted the message, and quickly typed a line: "Don’t spread rumors."

Quinn felt a bit awkward. Just as she was about to speak, Cameron Grant’s call came in.

"Savannah, are you at the hospital now?" Cameron’s voice sounded anxious.

"I am, yeah, bro, what’s the matter?" Hearing his tone, Quinn felt a bad premonition arising in her heart.

"Whatever you do, don’t come out. The entrance is full of reporters, and even the hospital security is struggling to hold them back. I can’t even get in..." The loud noises could be heard over the phone, forcing Cameron to raise his voice. At this moment, a reporter noticed him.

"It’s the president of The Lowell Group! Mr. Grant, have you seen Savannah Lowell and Mr. Sinclair in the hospital?" As the president of The Lowell, Cameron was naturally a key figure familiar to many,

so it made sense the reporters recognized him. At this moment, they were eager to uncover the whereabouts of the two, not caring about offending Cameron Grant.

"Mr. Grant, Mr. Grant!" Listening to the chaotic sounds over the phone, Quinn’s brows knitted tightly. Hopefully, her identity wouldn’t be discovered.

"Hello! Bro, bro, find a way to leave quickly; I’m coming down now!" With that, Quinn hurriedly put on her shoes and was about to dash downstairs, only to be pulled back by Elias.

"I need to go down. Don’t follow me, it’ll be hard to explain if the reporters see us." Quinn’s expression was serious and earnest as she shrugged off Elias’s hand and sprinted downstairs.

"It’s Savannah Lowell, Savannah Lowell!" Before Quinn even reached the reporters, she was surrounded by a crowd of fans as soon as she reached the lobby.

"So, she really is at the hospital. The trending topic must be true then."

"Savannah Lowell, I love the commercials you do. Could you sign an autograph for me?" Quinn felt overwhelmed by the chaos, with countless faces questioning her as if they were there to accuse her. She was jostled by the crowd, with many phones even striking her head directly, and numerous hands pulling at her clothes.

How did these people get in? They didn’t even seem like her fans, more like they were there to cause trouble. Quinn hurriedly took a few steps back, but by then, the reporters had also surged in from outside.

In a distant corner, Freya Caldwell was watching the scene with a smirk...

"Heh... slut, this is the result of you seducing Elias." Freya’s eyes flashed with malevolence as she watched the panicked Quinn amidst the crowd.

"Savannah Lowell, tell everyone if it’s true that you came to the hospital for an abortion for Mr. Sinclair."

"Are you secretly dating Mr. Sinclair? How long have you been seeing each other?" The voices demanding answers grew louder, and suddenly the hospital lobby was packed with people, leaving no way out.

Quinn wanted to leave quickly, but there was no way out as she was continually jostled, with a reporter forcing a microphone into her chest, causing her to stagger and feel a sharp pain in her ankle, then fall to the side.

Quinn tightly shut her eyes, but instead of hitting the cold ground, she fell into a warm and sturdy embrace.

"Where are the hospital security? How did so many reporters get in?" A man’s cold, stern voice questioned angrily in her ear.

Feeling the cold, oppressive aura from the man, none of the reporters dared to make a sound, even their breathing seemed suppressed.

Quinn opened her eyes to see the chilling glint in the man’s eyes, and she shifted uncomfortably.

Noticing her movement, the man’s gaze softened slightly, then he frowned at the densely packed crowd, speaking coldly: "Miss Lowell and I need to go to the company for a photo shoot; you’re blocking the way."

The reporters in front seemed to want to say something, but under Elias’s piercing gaze, they quickly moved aside, and the others also dared not speak up, hurriedly making way.

"Hiss, you go ahead, I..." Quinn tried to walk a few steps, but the pain in her foot made her break out in a cold sweat.

Seeing her pained expression, Elias pursed his lips tightly, then stepped forward and picked her up, glanced at the reporters, and walked straight away.

Watching his retreating figure, the reporters exchanged confused glances before hurriedly raising their cameras to capture the scene. Dıscover more novels at NovєlFіre.net

Seeing Elias rescue Quinn, Freya stomped her feet in anger, her features contorting in fury.

Outside the hospital, as Elias reached his car, he saw Dylan Quinn.