Chapter 227: Chapter 227

Quinn Lockwood’s face turned pale with pain, biting her lip tightly, looking upstairs.

Sure enough, someone had bumped into her!

"Nina Sinclair, you..." Quinn Lockwood gritted her teeth, pushing through the pain to prop herself up, staring in disbelief at the pure and cute girl on the stairs who was just two years younger.

"Madam, madam are you alright?" Just then, two servants who had just gone down to prepare breakfast returned, seeing Quinn Lockwood in pain at the bottom of the stairs, and ran over in fright.

Then, a creak was heard as the door to the upstairs room was pushed open.

"Brother... Brother?" Nina Sinclair saw Elias Sinclair coming out of the room next to Quinn Lockwood’s and stood frozen in shock, staring at Elias, unable to regain her composure for a long time.

When Elias saw Quinn Lockwood holding her elbow, being helped up by the servants, his gaze toward Nina was instantly filled with ferocious intent. He coldly glanced at Nina before going downstairs to carry Quinn Lockwood in his arms.

"Move out of The Sinclair Residence immediately, don’t let me see you." Elias carried Quinn Lockwood upstairs to the room, and Nina had never seen her brother look at her with such a terrifying gaze before. She stepped back in fright.

Only after being stunned for two seconds did she understand what her brother had just said.

"You’re telling me to move out? That woman should be the one to move out!" Nina shouted, her eyes reddened, pointing at Quinn Lockwood.

She couldn’t believe her brother was actually kicking her out for Quinn Lockwood!

She, Nina Sinclair, was part of The Sinclair Family, she was the Sinclair heiress, if anyone should be kicked out, it should be that bitch Quinn Lockwood!

"Put me down, I’m fine, don’t be so harsh on Nina." Quinn Lockwood struggled to get Elias to put her down, but he tightened his grip around her.

Quinn Lockwood feared she might accidentally press against Elias’s arm with her struggles, so she stopped resisting and let him hold her.

Watching Quinn almost drove Nina crazy. Quinn shamelessly was seducing her brother right in front of her, it was too disgraceful!

"Don’t pretend, just looking at your shameless face makes me sick. Even if my brother kicks me out, I don’t need your help!" Nina gritted her teeth, glaring at Quinn Lockwood, wishing she could push Quinn off the stairs again if her brother weren’t there.

"Enough!" Elias’s dark eyes suddenly filled with icy frost, even Quinn Lockwood, nestled in his arms, couldn’t help but shiver.

"I’m leaving, I’m leaving now!" Nina stomped her foot angrily, eyes red, and ran out.

"Too despicable, too despicable!" Nina ran quite a distance before stopping, breathless, stomping on the ground as if it were Quinn Lockwood whom she disliked intensely.

As Nina vented her anger on the stones, she received a call from Freya Caldwell.

"Hello Nina, are you at home? My parents are so busy these days, I’m bored at home. How about spending a couple of days at your place?"

"Sure, sure, when are you planning to come over? I’ll come to pick you up!" Hearing that Freya was coming, Nina’s misty eyes brightened instantly, her heart filled with joy.

Now I have an ally, I don’t believe I can’t get rid of that annoying Quinn Lockwood!

After hanging up the phone, Nina drove to The Caldwell Family, her face full of excitement.

"What did you say? Savannah Lowell, that bitch, is at your house?" Freya sat in Nina’s car, hearing about this, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, I prepared plenty of ’surprises’ for her yesterday but they all failed; now that you’re here, you must help me think of a plan. I can’t let her stay!" Nina pouted, then started the car.

Freya blinked, looking at Nina, then she covered her mouth lightly and laughed: "Don’t worry, I’ll certainly help you." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel⟡fire.net

A peculiar gleam flashed in Freya’s eyes, her lips curling into a strange smile.

Due to Quinn Lockwood’s elbow injury, Elias instructed Quinn to rest at home, arranged a doctor to bandage her wound, and advised the servants to take good care of her, then went to the company for a business meeting.

When Nina and Freya returned to The Sinclair Residence, Quinn Lockwood was resting in her room.

"Nina, you go ahead; I’ll come find you in your room after I unpack." Freya placed the bags on the sofa and began sorting her clothes.

"By the way, you said Savannah Lowell is staying at your house, where is she staying?" Freya paused as she packed, asking casually.

"She’s in the room at the very end downstairs. I don’t even know if she’s home right now; she should usually be out filming at this time!" Mentioning Quinn Lockwood, Nina’s expression changed slightly, a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"Alright, I’m heading back to my room; come find me later, okay?"

Nina had many courses to study, and since Freya had previously stayed at The Sinclair Residence, after instructing the servants to prepare some snacks, she went back to her room to prepare study materials with peace of mind.

After simply organizing her belongings, Freya leisurely sat by the bed, surveying the room. Her eyes twinkled slightly as she got up and walked out slowly.

Freya walked to the room at the very end downstairs, knocking heavily on the door.

"Come in." Quinn Lockwood was leaning against the bed, looking at the script, somewhat irritated by the loud knock, frowning. She thought it was a servant who still had issues with her.

"Savannah Lowell, you’re quite the presence." Freya opened the door, seeing that Quinn Lockwood didn’t even look up, continuing to read her script, standing with arms crossed in a superior posture.

Quinn Lockwood paused upon hearing Freya’s voice, then continued reading her script, asking indifferently.

"How dare you act high and mighty, don’t you know you should look at people when they talk to you?" Enraged by Quinn’s disregard, Freya stormed forward, snatching the script from Quinn’s hand, forcefully throwing it to the ground, raising her hand to slap Quinn Lockwood.

"You’ve gone too far." Quinn Lockwood grabbed Freya’s hand, her round eyes tinged with a cold layer of ice.

"You dare fight back, my family has been ruined by you! You shameless bitch!" Freya yanked back hard, freeing herself from Quinn’s grasp, fury blazing in her eyes, lunging forward to grab Quinn’s hair.

Quinn Lockwood’s face grew stern, unable to tolerate Freya’s unreasonable behavior any longer. She quickly raised her hand to block, prepared to counterattack Freya.