Chapter 174: Chapter 174

She thought she must be crazy to have this feeling, lowered her eyes, and Quinn Lockwood quickly said, "I’ll leave first, thank you."

Before Quinn Lockwood could take her first step, Elias Sinclair stopped her: "From now on, I’ll pick you up and drop you off at work every morning and evening."

Facing the man’s firm gaze, Quinn Lockwood hesitated and nodded, but she didn’t refuse.

After all, what happened last night was truly terrifying.

His slender fingers unconsciously touched his lips; the delicate and smooth softness seemed to linger. Elias Sinclair’s eyes flashed unconsciously and then lowered his gaze.

Meanwhile, at the agency...

Anna was very angry when she saw that it was almost nine o’clock and Quinn Lockwood still hadn’t arrived at the office. They had clearly agreed to have a meeting at eight-thirty yesterday, yet this irresponsible superstar was late again!

She had called dozens of times, but Quinn Lockwood’s phone was always off, and Anna was almost on the verge of exploding with frustration.

"Everyone, wait here a moment, I’ll try to contact Savannah Lowell." Anna left this sentence angrily and walked straight out of the meeting room without looking back.

Sylvia Lawson covered her mouth and sneered secretly, picking up her script for the lead role and flipping through it carefully.

"Oh dear, I really think we shouldn’t wait for Savannah. Isn’t she always late for meetings? And this time she’s not even the lead role, why should so many of us wait for her?" Sylvia Lawson said impatiently, leaning back against her chair with a look of dissatisfaction.

Although the other artists and colleagues in the company knew about Savannah Lowell’s chronic lateness, no one dared to say it as directly as Sylvia Lawson.

Thinking about how she managed to snatch the lead role from Quinn Lockwood, they all suspected that Sylvia Lawson had found some powerful backing, so they didn’t dare contradict her.

"Calm down, Sylvia, let’s wait a little longer." a young artist said timidly.

"Wait for what? Savannah Lowell clearly won’t be coming to the office today." Sylvia Lawson said, slamming the table with a bang.

Why should she wait here for that bitch?

She curled her lips in disdain, a hint of smugness in her beautiful eyes, and lightly licked her lips as she said slowly, "Oh dear, could something bad have happened? Anna hasn’t been able to reach her for so long!"

Quinn Lockwood, who was at the door of the meeting room, heard Sylvia Lawson’s words and instantly knew she was somehow involved in this! Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel(ꜰ)ire.net

She pushed the door open and walked in with a cold smile, casting a meaningful glance at Sylvia Lawson.

"I didn’t expect you’d be so eager for my downfall, Sylvia." She slowly walked up to Sylvia Lawson, raised her head to scrutinize her, her clear almond eyes narrowing with a hint of judgment.

Sylvia Lawson couldn’t believe Quinn Lockwood still maintained an air of superiority. Her gaze scanned Quinn from head to toe and found nothing amiss.

How could this be? Her plan was flawless.

Where Quinn Lockwood once suspected Sylvia by seventy to eighty percent, she was now one hundred percent certain.

It was evident Sylvia Lawson was undoubtedly the mastermind!

Quinn Lockwood wiped the smile from her face, her almond eyes chilling as she picked up Sylvia Lawson’s script from the table and disdainfully threw it on the floor.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I just found the lead role script disgusting."

"I never expected the always self-proclaimed noble and aloof Sylvia Lawson would use such disgusting methods to get the lead role. Tsk, tsk, tsk! Truly unexpected." As Quinn Lockwood spoke, she also gave her body a shake.

She appeared to be shaking something off, cast a meaningful glance at Sylvia, and then shook her head at the other colleagues in the meeting room, clearly exuding a look of ’disappointed but not angry’.

Thinking she could snatch something from Quinn’s hands was presuming too much!

Even if it was something she didn’t want, it wouldn’t be Sylvia’s turn!

Sylvia Lawson never expected Quinn Lockwood knew how she got the role, and her heart sank, filled with hate and fear as she glared at her viciously.

"Everyone, disperse. No mood for a meeting today." Quinn Lockwood waved her hand and cast a mocking glance at Sylvia Lawson before pushing the door open and leaving.

If Savannah Lowell could always act so wantonly and everyone had no complaints, she might as well take advantage of it today.

She really wasn’t in the mood for a meeting.

Anna nearly jumped in frustration upon seeing Quinn Lockwood, but knowing she’s a superstar with millions of fans, she had no choice but to treat her carefully.

She could only grumble a bit, essentially telling Quinn that if she didn’t want to attend a meeting next time, just let her know beforehand instead of arranging everything only for her not to show up.

Quinn Lockwood rolled her eyes dramatically at Anna, telling her it wasn’t that she didn’t want to attend, but her phone was accidentally lost, so she couldn’t be reached.

When someone has risen to fame, things change; in the past, she’d probably have been reprimanded.

Having obtained her contract with the crew from Anna, Quinn Lockwood headed to the office area where Warren Thornton was.

"Oh, if it isn’t our Savannah, have a seat." The person in charge smiled obsequiously at Quinn Lockwood, seeing her come with the contract, wondering if she intended to bribe him like Sylvia Lawson to get back the role.

Considering Quinn Lockwood had a much better presence than Sylvia, if he could spend a night with her...

Disgusted by his gaze, Quinn Lockwood slammed the contract onto the table and spoke with displeasure: "The contract I signed with the crew originally had me as the lead, not Sylvia Lawson. It’s clearly stated that if there’s a sudden change in roles, the company must pay me 30% of the contracted investment as a penalty. When will you pay me the eighty thousand?"

Warren Thornton didn’t even bother looking at the contract, casually crossing his legs, he arrogantly replied to Quinn Lockwood, "What are you even talking about? I decide who gets chosen."

"I advise you to learn from Sylvia Lawson."

"If you’re obedient, there’ll be plenty of lead roles to come. If you’re not, you might not land any good roles in the future."

After speaking, Warren Thornton cast a disdainful look at Quinn Lockwood and casually propped his feet on the table.

"Since when is it your turn to call the shots?" a sharp, chilling voice reverberated. Everyone turned to see a tall and straight man with long strides entering.

Elias Sinclair, with a cold expression, walked to Warren Thornton’s side, leaving him stunned, not knowing what to do.

The man adjusted his sleeves, his slender, phoenix eyes slightly raised, then lifted his foot with a loud kick.