Chapter 163: Chapter 163
Lightly stroking Quinn Lockwood’s hair, Elias Sinclair’s profile nearly pressed against the woman’s cheek, a faint fragrance lingering at his nose, making it almost impossible for him not to gently kiss her.
"Hiding it from me is useless, I’ll soon find out what you’ve been up to." Looking at the woman’s luscious lips and the light blush on her face, Elias Sinclair suppressed a surge of emotion from his heart, then got up, intending to leave.
Quinn Lockwood pressed her lips together, feeling a bit panicked. She knew this man was powerful enough to cover the sky with one hand, and her progress with Jonah Hansen had indeed been fast. If he found out she was deliberately approaching Jonah, he would definitely suspect her, and if he really started to investigate...
Not good, if he found out, she’d probably be sent to The Institute for Life Sciences.
She was Quinn Lockwood, not Savannah Lowell. If everything came out, truly no one would help her.
"I did it just to spite Ariana Lynch, she always targets me openly and in secret on the set, I just couldn’t stand it..." Quinn Lockwood shouted this out just before Elias Sinclair closed the door, originally thinking he would stop to listen to her explanation, but instead, he just cast her a cold glance and left, closing the door behind him.
Quinn Lockwood looked at the solid wooden door with a face full of sadness, wanting to cry but having no tears.
She would rather Elias Sinclair stay and pressure her for a while longer than him leaving so ambiguously.
Pfft! What does leaving ambiguously even mean?
Frustrated, she covered her head with the blanket, involuntarily falling into thought.
And Elias Sinclair didn’t come back all night, Quinn Lockwood waited with her eyes wide open all through the night.
She wasn’t waiting for him to come back to accompany her, but because she was filled with apprehension, always fearing that Elias Sinclair must have discovered something, perhaps he had already started contacting biological experts.
No, no, if she waited any longer, someone might come to arrest her.
The best tactic is to leave, better to go home and lay low for now. Grandpa Sinclair is out on vacation, and there’s no one to protect her in the big Sinclair Family, even if Elias Sinclair wanted to squeeze her to death, no one would know.
Just like that, Quinn Lockwood ran straight home without even washing her face.
And the terrifying Boss Sinclair was at the company handling all sorts of matters.
He had been spending almost all his time with Quinn Lockwood these past days, naturally leading to a backlog of project files at the company, with a huge new project needing his attention.
With so much to do, an ordinary person probably would need two or three days without rest to manage it all.
When Elias Sinclair returned with fish soup from the Succulent restaurant, Quinn Lockwood was already gone.
"Savannah Lowell!" The three words echoed in the room for a long time, the man’s face already grim and severe.
And over at the Lowell Villa, Quinn Lockwood...
"Achoo!" The graceful woman nestled comfortably on the sofa reading a script involuntarily shivered. Thɪs chapter is updated by novelꜰire.net
She pulled a tissue from the table to blow her nose, then wrapped a nearby blanket around herself.
Why did it suddenly feel so cold?
Due to the need to keep her injury hidden from Mr. Lowell and Mrs. Lowell, Quinn Lockwood was very careful at home, not even daring to wear a nightgown, and besides meal times, she almost always hid in her room studying scripts, even using the excuse of going to a show to go to the hospital for dressing changes.
Aside from Cameron Grant occasionally suspecting something was off, she managed to keep it hidden quite well. But life always has its ups and downs, and nothing ever goes perfectly as planned.
So today, when Quinn Lockwood snuck off to the hospital, she was caught red-handed by Cameron Grant.
"Brother, what are you... doing here?" Quinn Lockwood had just stepped out of the hospital and barely made it a few steps when she saw Cameron Grant standing worriedly on the little road opposite the hospital.
His gentle eyes were now shrouded in a complex look.
"Savannah, what are you hiding from us?" Cameron Grant frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth, usually smiling, now firmly pressed together.
He wasn’t following Quinn Lockwood. He just happened to see her heading this way while on the road and followed out of concern, only to see her walk into the hospital.
Quinn Lockwood blinked unnaturally, feeling guilty, her smile frozen on her face.
So, she couldn’t hide it anymore? But from the way her brother asked, it seemed he still didn’t know what had happened. In that case, she just needed a reason to brush it off!
Her clear amber eyes turned slightly, then she casually patted Cameron Grant’s shoulder: "I’m not hiding anything, did you come to get a physical too?"
Quinn Lockwood thought she was a genius, coming up with this excuse instantly! However, Cameron Grant’s next words made her want to slap herself.
"A physical on the weekend?" Cameron Grant paused briefly, his eyes on Quinn Lockwood becoming more suspicious.
Seeing Quinn Lockwood’s awkward, embarrassed expression, Cameron Grant’s heart trembled; could it be...
"How long?" The clear and gentle voice rang in her ears, carrying a certain bleakness.
Quinn Lockwood looked up at him, confused: "What?"
"Why didn’t Elias come with you? You two..." Cameron Grant’s gaze fell on Quinn Lockwood’s belly, tinged with a frostiness of despair.
If it were true, shouldn’t he be happy? So why did his chest feel so heavy?
Was it because he wasn’t sure if Elias was truly sincere with his sister, so he felt uneasy?
Seeing Cameron Grant’s gaze linger on her belly, with a thoughtful and conflicted expression, Quinn Lockwood’s face turned black.
What was her brother thinking? How could she possibly... be carrying Elias’s child?
With a resigned sigh, Quinn Lockwood punched Cameron Grant lightly in the chest, pouting and glaring at him.
"Brother, what nonsense are you thinking! How could I be with him..." As she remembered Elias pressing her down, his lips slowly approaching her ear, Quinn Lockwood’s skin prickled with goosebumps.
After a few unnatural coughs, Quinn Lockwood hooked her arm around Cameron Grant’s, a touch of complaint in her tone: "I just finally had some time today and wanted to check my health. Who would’ve thought it’s the weekend..."
Cameron Grant’s expression softened considerably at her words, but he still had a hint of concern: "Are you feeling unwell? Maybe you’ve been too tired lately, should you take a few days off?"