Chapter 128: Chapter 128
"Sister... please let me go..." Ariana Lynch’s eyes brimmed with tears, her gaze empty and desolate.
Quinn Lockwood looked at the woman before her; her expression at this moment mirrored exactly the one she had when she had begged for mercy, as if seeing herself dead. An endless hatred surged from Quinn’s eyes, and her grip unconsciously tightened.
She gritted her teeth, yanking Ariana up, and said fiercely, "Let you go? Then who will let me go? Today, you must pay the price."
Ariana was frightened by Quinn’s intense gaze as if the person in front of her truly wanted to kill her. She trembled, her body instinctively wanting to step back, but her throat was choked by Quinn’s firm grasp.
"Go to hell." Quinn appeared like Asura emerging from hell, watching Ariana’s reddened face, her expression filled with a sense of gleeful satisfaction; the smile at the corner of her mouth became increasingly wicked and charming.
"No..." Ariana desperately tried to pry off the hand strangling her throat; she felt she was about to be choked to death.
"Cut!" The director’s voice rang out, but Quinn didn’t hear it.
Nearby, an actor playing a servant noticed something amiss and stepped forward to pull Quinn’s hand away, saying, "Savannah, it’s over. You’re too into the role."
Quinn snapped back to reality for a moment, staring blankly at her own hand, then tightened it forcefully again, realizing she had lost control of herself...
"Yeah, I couldn’t pull back my emotions just now." Quinn pulled her lips into a smile, her gaze becoming peculiar when she looked at Ariana, whose neck was marked with a row of red finger marks.
Ariana rubbed her neck, looking at Quinn with hatred, but when she recalled that gaze from Savannah earlier, she suddenly felt a shiver run through her heart.
No, she’s already dead; she must be overthinking due to being tired from filming recently. Follow current novels on novel★fire.net
Seeing people glancing her way, Ariana hurriedly withdrew her gaze and continued to look at the script.
"Savannah, you acted extraordinarily well just now; even I was mesmerized." Behind her, Dylan Quinn patted Quinn’s shoulder, praising her.
"Thank you, it just came to me suddenly. I can’t watch you act next; I have some things and need to leave first." Quinn smiled apologetically at Dylan.
While saying goodbye to the director, Quinn received rare praise and encouragement from him: "This scene was brilliant. Continue filming , and it surely will be highly acclaimed. Keep it up."
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Quinn smiled awkwardly and breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, no one noticed anything amiss. Just as she stepped out of the set, she received a call from Cameron Grant informing her he was nearby, keeping his hazard lights on.
She looked around and indeed saw a car with flashing lights; perhaps to avoid being photographed, he drove an ordinary, inconspicuous car. No one would suspect this is the car driven by the CEO of The Lowell Group—Cameron Grant.
"Thanks, bro." Cameron always looked after her meticulously, a warm feeling surged within Quinn at that moment.
Upon entering her home, Quinn saw Elias Sinclair sitting on the sofa.
"Why are you here?" Quinn asked, somewhat surprised, sitting beside him.
"What kind of question is that, child? Elias coming over for dinner is quite normal!" Mr. Lowell looked at Quinn with slight displeasure and then patted Elias on the shoulder, saying, "Now that everyone is here, let’s eat. It’s rare for us to have a family meal together."
"Yes, you’re quite right." Elias nodded in agreement unexpectedly.
"Uh..." Quinn was temporarily at a loss for words to continue the conversation, so she just sat at the dining table, awkwardly rubbing the tip of her nose.
"Bro, would you sit next to me, please!" Quinn patted the seat beside her, signaling Cameron to sit down.
Cameron paused in thought, glancing at Elias seated expressionlessly on the other side of Quinn, then smiled and sat in the spot indicated by her.
Mr. and Mrs. Lowell inquired with concern about how Quinn’s work was going recently; she assured them everything was very smooth, even the trending searches now favored her news, and those hired critics and marketing accounts were shut down.
Quinn’s mood was indeed quite upbeat; it seemed everything was moving in a positive direction.
"Yes, those marketing accounts and some journalists were stirring things up carelessly; I disliked their baseless actions, so I had the officials deal with them." Cameron shrugged and said.
Seeing Quinn happy, he couldn’t help but also curl his lips into a smile.
"So it was you! You published those clarifications and shared my advertisements... Was it all you?" Quinn looked at Cameron with surprise, her tone slightly excited.
"Not exactly publishing them myself; I just informed several reputable bloggers about the facts." Cameron smiled, gently patting the back of Quinn’s hand.
"Thanks, bro; you’re so nice. Savannah really likes you. You’re the best brother in the world!" Quinn joyfully hugged Cameron, burying her head onto his shoulder, playfully.
"I’m so happy, brother; having you is wonderful." After the joy subsided, Quinn felt sentimental. It turned out that feeling the protection of a sibling is truly amazing.
She realized she’d never known, the feeling of having family is this delightful.
Feeling the feminine scent and Savannah’s soft, vague voices in his ear, Cameron felt a slight tremor.
A sudden stiffness overcame him, but after a moment, he raised a hand, ruffling Quinn’s hair, gently saying, "Alright, alright, I’ll always be here with you, good girl."
"Savannah, you are becoming more attached to Cameron; let your brother eat well. He has been busy the whole day." Mrs. Lowell teased them, and seeing their appearance, she couldn’t help but smile.
Elias watched Quinn cuddling with Cameron, his face darkened with a hint of displeasure when his gaze swept past Quinn. Until the end of the meal, he didn’t utter a word.
"I have some unresolved matters at work, won’t stay longer, will visit again next time." Elias said to Mr. Lowell before taking his coat from the nearby rack and leaving directly.
Quinn watched his retreating figure, tilting her head in confusion, feeling Elias seemed upset. Then she considered perhaps there are thorny issues at his work, shrugged it off, and went upstairs to rest.
Freya Caldwell looked at the overwhelming positive comments online favoring Quinn, her facial features twisted in frustration, the screen’s light casting over her face, making her appear frighteningly fierce.
The official account of the Misty Rain ensemble periodically released some behind-the-scenes clips and promotional videos, underneath which fans fiercely debated, especially under Dylan’s videos, differing in their support for the leading and supporting women. Freya clicked into Ariana’s profile, seemingly discovering something amusing.
"Hello, this is Freya Caldwell. Could we meet? I have something I’d like to discuss." After hanging up the phone, an arrogant smile appeared on her lips.