Chapter 192: Chapter 192

Anna told Quinn Lockwood that her new drama collaboration partner has been decided, it’s Ariana Lynch, and she should get ready to start filming tomorrow.

Since both the crew and the agency know that the two have collaborated quite a few times before, they thought the two would work together more seamlessly, so they decided on Ariana Lynch as the other role.

Quinn Lockwood was quite pleased, even if the crew didn’t choose Ariana Lynch, she would find an opportunity to recommend her to the director.

The next day, Quinn Lockwood quickly tidied up and went to the production team to report.

"Didn’t expect we’d meet again, Ariana," Quinn Lockwood lightly pressed her red lips and warmly greeted Ariana Lynch, making onlookers think they had a good relationship.

Ariana Lynch was looking at the script in her hand, and when she heard Quinn Lockwood’s voice, her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, but she quickly composed herself and stood up, smiling gently at her.

When she saw Quinn Lockwood wearing the same clothes as that day at the supermarket, a flash of anger appeared in her eyes but was quickly concealed before it reached her gaze, saying: "Yes Savannah, we just met a couple of days ago."

"Let’s hope for a pleasant collaboration this time," Quinn Lockwood smiled softly, extending her hand to Ariana Lynch, seeing the other party seemingly holding back her anger, Quinn felt a lot more pleased internally.

"A pleasant cooperation." They exchanged a symbolic handshake, and after Quinn Lockwood turned and left, a shadow of dread instantly filled Ariana Lynch’s eyes, her lips curling coldly.

To save time and better familiarize the leads with the plot, the director let Quinn Lockwood and Ariana Lynch film different scenes separately first, planning to film the confrontation scenes later in the middle to late stages.

The morning’s filming went fairly smoothly, but Quinn Lockwood kept feeling as if she could hear some strange sounds, but vaguely, if asked what the specific sounds were, she really couldn’t say.

"Aileen, did you hear any sounds, like clattering or creaking?" During filming breaks, Quinn Lockwood asked an assistant nearby, but they shook their head indicating they hadn’t.

She asked several other staff members, but got the same answers, the supervisor thought perhaps Quinn Lockwood was feeling a bit unused on her first day on set and came to comfort her saying not to overthink, that she performed very well. Chapters fırst released on novel⚑fire.net

Indeed, Quinn gave the supervisor quite a refreshing impression, originally thinking this celebrity, who slowly gained attention through public opinion, was just an ornamental empty shell, but seeing her performance this morning, his view of her changed significantly.

Even on the simple expression of emotions for rather trivial scenes, she meticulously engaged herself to deliver and refine every detail, possessing unique insights on presentation and expression and caring attentively for the young actors alongside her.

During lunch break, Quinn was discussing the upcoming plot direction with several actors when suddenly she heard some excited shouting and on looking up, saw a sunny and handsome man coming towards her.

"Dylan, why are you here!" Quinn Lockwood quickly stood up and walked towards Dylan Quinn, seeing him waving a promotional poster and some delicious snacks, she couldn’t help but smile.

So this guy had come for a visit.

Quickly she trotted a couple of steps to greet him, and as Quinn Lockwood heard the creaking noises, she saw Dylan Quinn’s face instantly turning slightly terrified, almost using all his might to sprint towards her.

"Savannah, quickly get out of the way." The usually gentle voice, due to urgency and concern, turned somewhat hoarse, just when Quinn Lockwood hadn’t reacted yet, she was forcefully pushed aside by Dylan Quinn.

Then a banging sound followed, leaving Quinn Lockwood nearly stunned.

She only saw Dylan Quinn crouched holding his head, with a lamp having smashed onto his arm and head, with fresh red blood continuously flowing.

"Help! Quickly!" Quinn Lockwood knelt on the ground supporting Dylan Quinn, her face tightly strained and somewhat pale, looking very anxious.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry." Looking at Dylan Quinn’s wound, Quinn Lockwood’s eyes were slightly red.

At this moment a group of staff rushed over, quickly lifting Dylan Quinn to send him to the hospital.

With such a big incident, filming naturally could not continue.

A traffic star like Dylan Quinn with numerous female fans, if injured leaving scars, the aftermath wouldn’t be something the crew could bear.

"Don’t be afraid, Savannah, it’s just a bump that can be bandaged," Dylan Quinn lying in the hospital’s treatment room joked, trying to comfort the pale and guilty-looking Quinn Lockwood.

"I’m sorry." Quinn Lockwood hung her eyes, the guilt enveloping her entirely, her fingers already slightly red from being pinched.

Dylan shook his head, but because it affected his wound, he couldn’t help but gasp in pain, patting the side of his bed to signal Quinn Lockwood to sit down.

"Don’t be overly self-blaming, if someone else were there I would have saved them too, it’s just that because you are more beautiful, my speed naturally sped up a bit." Dylan jokingly raised his eyebrows and teased.

"And if I’m in a bad mood, this wound certainly won’t heal well, and if it scars preventing work, I might just hold it against you for a lifetime." Dylan raised his eyelids, pointing to his handsome face, which appeared more strikingly handsome in the reflected light.

The clear and bright eyes filled with a hearty smile made Quinn Lockwood feel much more relieved.

Upon hearing the accident at the crew and knowing Dylan was the injured party, Elias Sinclair hurriedly arrived at the hospital.

The ward’s door opened, the man saw Quinn Lockwood sitting beside Dylan Quinn, his eyes instantly cold.

"Mr. Sinclair." Dylan Quinn slightly nodded and politely greeted Elias Sinclair, noticing his gaze seemingly focused on him in an unusual manner, felt somewhat puzzled.

"How’s the wound?" Elias Sinclair stood at the bedside, with slightly pursed lips, his voice coldly neutral showing no emotion.

Dylan Quinn slightly raised himself up, politely smiled at Elias Sinclair: "It’s been treated, thank you for your concern, Mr. Sinclair."

Dylan knows Elias Sinclair has signed on with Quinn Lockwood and is a crew investor, so him visiting at the hospital to check on his injuries is not surprising.

It’s just not injured on the face, it’s not significant enough to make a fuss.

Pulling Quinn Lockwood up from beside the bed, the man coldly glanced at Dylan Quinn then said a brief good rest and pulled the woman’s wrist to leave.

"Hey? Dylan still needs someone here." After walking out the ward door, Quinn tried to free her hand from Elias Sinclair, but was domineeringly held in his palm.

"Is he more injured than me?" With a face clouded with displeasure, Elias Sinclair looked at Quinn Lockwood, raised his eyebrows, and asked in an unhappy tone.