Chapter 125: Chapter 125

"Wow, I actually ran into Dylan here, this is so amazing."

Suddenly, the voices of a few Dylan fans were heard nearby, and some others also gathered around.

Dylan’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly pulled up the mask hanging on his ear.

"Oh no, we’re gonna get recognized, what should we do?" Quinn Lockwood pressed down hard on the brim of her hat, feeling a bit flustered.

"Are you ready? Let’s run." Dylan squeezed Quinn Lockwood’s hand, and the moment they touched, his fingers stiffened slightly.

"Okay, 3, 2, 1, run!" In the emergency, Quinn Lockwood didn’t notice anything wrong with their actions, she covered her face with one hand and started running with Dylan.

The fans behind, realizing this, were more than 90% sure that it was Dylan, and curious about the woman beside him, they quickly gave chase.

Finally, after running a distance and dodging here and there, they shook off the few fans, and the two of them, gasping for breath, supported their knees, looked at each other, and then began to laugh happily.

"Haha... I didn’t expect to have the chance to feel what it’s like to be chased by fans. Thank you!" Seeing Dylan’s shirt and tie had gone askew, Quinn Lockwood clutched her stomach and started laughing.

Still laughing, she continued, "I really hit the nail on the head, being chased all over the street."

Dylan pretended to be annoyed and glared at Quinn Lockwood, then raised his hand and vigorously ruffled her hair, saying, "Alright, stop teasing me. I didn’t expect to be recognized in this place; you must have some prophetic superpower."

"You’re a hugely popular star, naturally recognized wherever you go. Even if you’re perfectly disguised, people in the crowd will take a second look!" Quinn Lockwood fixed Dylan’s tie, tilted her head, and observed him closely.

"Tsk tsk, no ordinary person looks like you." Quinn Lockwood’s eyes curved into smiles, indeed, Dylan was exceptionally good-looking.

Hmm... just like his brother, they are both gentle and refined young men.

It seemed as if Dylan saw the flicker of blooming peach blossoms in Quinn Lockwood’s eyes, as if he was going to say something; however, Quinn Lockwood’s phone suddenly rang.

Quinn Lockwood answered the phone, her gaze sweeping over Dylan as if she saw his gloomy face and displeasure; she hesitated slightly, but when she looked again, he was still the clear and gentle young man. She then rubbed her eyes vigorously.

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"Okay, I’ll report to the film set tomorrow. Don’t worry, I won’t be late."

It was Anna calling to inform Quinn Lockwood that starting tomorrow, she had to return to the "Gentle Rain" film set to continue shooting the remaining episodes. The filming crew had been waiting for quite a while due to her and Dylan’s schedules.

"Back to the set tomorrow, I hope we can continue to work happily together." Saying this, Quinn Lockwood extended her hand to Dylan.

Dylan was a bit stunned before slowly extending his own hand, "Happy cooperation."

They exchanged a couple of formal shakes, and as Quinn Lockwood withdrew her hand, no longer feeling the girl’s softness and warmth in his palm, Dylan felt an unexpected emptiness in his heart.

Dylan sent Quinn Lockwood home.

After parting with Dylan, Quinn Lockwood hummed a tune as she walked inside.

"Savannah, you seem in a good mood today." Cameron Grant was walking from the corridor into a room and happened to meet Quinn Lockwood on her way upstairs.

"Hehe, you’re home, bro." Quinn Lockwood performed a standard smile showcasing eight teeth in front of him.

"Yeah, I just got back not long ago. What happened today? It’s rare to see you so happy." Cameron Grant looked at Quinn Lockwood with some curiosity and, turning to open the room door, asked, "Wanna hang out inside for a bit?"

Quinn Lockwood sat in a chair, grabbing a cushion behind her and holding it in her arms, she recounted the ’marvelous’ encounter she had with Dylan chased by fans to Cameron Grant, of course, without disclosing anything about the secret base.

"Hasn’t Savannah ever been chased by fans?" Cameron Grant took another cushion and held it, with Quinn Lockwood’s image mirrored in his eyes.

"Not by fans, rather journalists and paparazzi aplenty, hah." Quinn Lockwood shrugged with a smile.

Cameron Grant noting her expression couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.

"Are these all company documents?" Quinn Lockwood’s gaze fell on a pile of thick folders on the table, flipping through a few, she found they were full of project plans, meeting minutes, financial reports and other densely packed documents.

"Yes, they are. I’m worried that the people under me might overlook something, so I brought them back to check." Cameron Grant approached Quinn Lockwood, glanced over the documents she’d opened, and asked, "These reports are pretty straightforward to check, do you want to take a look?"

Quinn Lockwood’s fingers brushed over the familiar sequences, her heart feeling a slight bitterness.

Since she always refused to inherit the company and didn’t show any concern for its affairs, all the burdens had fallen on Cameron Grant. Remembering Savannah’s past harsh attitude towards him made her eyes moisten a bit.

This gentle young man, as soft as a breeze, had silently endured everything without a word of complaint.

"What’s wrong, Savannah? I wasn’t forcing you to learn these. I thought you wanted to look." Cameron Grant, seeing her slightly reddened eyes, became a bit flustered.

"No, it’s just that I had an eyelash fall into my eye, a little rubbing and it’s fine." Quinn Lockwood used the excuse to dry her eyes and turned her head to give Cameron Grant a sweet smile.

"You really think I’m ignorant, huh? I understand these things, if you’re worried just sit next to me and watch." With that, she pulled the chair closer to Cameron Grant, turned on the desk lamp, and started to meticulously check.

Although Savannah showed no interest in company matters, she was exposed to financial concepts from a young age, being a graduate of a renowned international university specializing in International Economics and Trade. Additionally, due to her fondness for Elias, she privately learned quite a bit about major corporate economic structures.

Moreover, Quinn Lockwood was also a top student in the computer science department and with both their knowledge and skills combined, if they genuinely focused on the company, they’d be an ’unstoppable force’.

Watching her proficiently verifying documents and data on the computer, Cameron Grant was momentarily stunned, before clearly gazing back at Quinn Lockwood’s face, confirming it was indeed his sister, then looked away.

Quinn Lockwood, when working, had an especially focused look, her face expressionless yet extremely serious, somewhat reminiscent of Elias. Occasionally glimpsing her operational progress, finding no mistakes, Cameron Grant refrained from disturbing her.

Unwittingly, it was already late at night, the number of documents decreasing until Cameron Grant finally collected the last one, only then did Quinn Lockwood take a deep breath and stretch with a good stretch.

"Savannah, you’re really full of surprises, and we’ve been fooled by you." Cameron Grant shook his head helplessly but with an affection-filled gaze towards Quinn Lockwood.

"Here you go again, aren’t you just checking some data? Anyone at the company could do it." Quinn Lockwood said, yawning due to tiredness, finding it unexpectedly exhausting to read through the documents.

"This data isn’t that easy to verify. Look how tired you are, go rest, I won’t let you stay up so late next time." While organizing the desk, Cameron Grant advised her.