Chapter 229: Chapter 229
After eating and drinking to their fill, the two left the secret base. Quinn Lockwood made an excuse that she had some errands to run, politely declined Dylan Quinn’s offer to escort her home.
A viral video of Dylan Quinn bravely escorting Quinn Lockwood today caused quite a stir online, thanks to Quinn’s rising popularity and praise.
Additionally, due to the ever-rising buzz around their rumored romance, the entertainment company discreetly pushed news of their alleged relationship and Dylan’s preparations for a new film onto the trending headlines.
Netizens eagerly shared and commented on their happenings, with inside sources revealing that the female lead for Dylan’s new drama "Simple Love, Deep Passion" had yet to be decided.
Various marketing accounts launched polls, speculating if Quinn might be cast as the female lead.
Though "Simple Love, Deep Passion" had not begun filming, it was already gaining traction.
Beneath the gentle breeze, listening to the laughter of playful children in the park, Quinn Lockwood’s earlier bad mood had completely dissipated.
Because she had stayed outside for a bit too long, Quinn started feeling fatigued shortly after her park stroll. Her stomach began to ache again, reluctantly leading her to take a taxi back to The Sinclair Family.
"Welcome home, ma’am." A row of servants stood at the door, bowing respectfully to greet Quinn Lockwood.
With a slight nod, Quinn had just ascended the stairs when she saw Elias Sinclair standing at the stairway landing.
"Where did you go?" Leaning on the handrail, Elias Sinclair looked slightly down at Quinn, his expression somewhat cold, yet his deep gaze revealing a hint of concern.
Quinn felt oppressed upon returning, remembering the morning when Nina Sinclair and Freya Caldwell barged into her room causing a scene, adding to her irritation.
Nina could be brushed off, but Freya, it’s obvious she likes Elias Sinclair. Otherwise, how would she repeatedly bother Quinn despite their unrelated connection?
"It’s none of your business." Rolling her eyes fiercely, Quinn retorted at Elias and headed to her room.
Elias had never been treated . His brows furrowed slightly, stepping forward to pull Quinn back.
"Ouch, it hurts!" Elias’s large hand inadvertently touched the spot where Quinn had injured her arm earlier in the morning, causing her to cry out in pain.
Elias paused briefly, quickly releasing his grip, his brows furrowing tighter yet his demeanor lacked the usual seriousness and coldness.
"What happened this morning?" He blocked Quinn’s way, leaning on the door.
"What?" Quinn raised her head to look at the man in front of her, not immediately understanding what he was referring to. She noticed several servants cleaning the stairway, occasionally glancing her way, and quickly understood.
"Nothing, my stomach hurts, I need to rest first." Bowing down under Elias’s arm, Quinn tossed her bag onto the sofa, plugged in the heating pad, and huddled on the couch.
Elias’s eyes narrowed slightly at Quinn in the room before he closed the door and headed upstairs.
According to The Sinclair Residence’s planning, Nina Sinclair had always lived in the annexe. To show respect to guests, The Sinclair Family arranged visitors to stay in the main building where Elias Sinclair resided.
Freya Caldwell, being a guest, was naturally placed in the highest guest room of the main building. As Freya’s hostess, Nina also moved over to accompany her there.
"Nina, come out." Elias stood at Nina’s current room door, knocking calmly with a cold tone.
"Brother, you’re here, come in," Nina swiftly opened the door within three seconds, smiling fawningly as she pulled Elias into the room.
"What happened this morning?" Elias sat on the sofa, his brows tightly knitted as he stared at Nina, his tone slightly displeased.
Nina lowered her head, blinked, and immediately pouted, standing before Elias with an apologetic expression, carefully saying, "I... I know I was wrong, brother. I was too impulsive this morning. I’ll never act that way again."
Seeing Nina so easily admitting her mistake unusually, Elias found it odd, his fingers lightly tapping the table, his gaze deepening as he watched her still cautious demeanor, assuming Grandpa must have reprimanded her earlier. Follow current novels on NoveI~Fire.net
"Apologize." Elias tapped the table with a strict tone.
"Okay, brother, I’ll go right away. Have some tea first!" Nina nodded vigorously, then poured Elias a cup of tea, bending down to hand it to him with both hands.
Elias’s features softened slightly as he took the tea from Nina, lowering his eyes to drink it.
After Nina apologized to Quinn, Elias said nothing further, went downstairs to instruct the servants to prepare Quinn’s medicine, intending to handle some documents in the kitchen.
As soon as he reached the door, Elias felt dizzy, his body becoming inexplicably hot, and his breathing increasingly labored.
Loosening his shirt collar’s button, Elias firmly pressed his lips and rubbed his temple vigorously, striving to stay conscious.
Lurching back to his room in confusion, Elias glimpsed a slender woman lying on his bed, dimly feeling she resembled Quinn.
"Have you taken your medicine?" Elias’s voice was deep and hoarse, teeming with overwhelming desires inside him, igniting bits of flame in his narrow eyes, feeling as though his entire body was ablaze.
The woman nodded, gently curling under the blanket.
Barely managing to remove his tie and toss his shirt aside, Elias pinched his eyebrows and fell onto the bed, breathing more urgently, a nameless desire rampaging uncontrollably within.
Turning to embrace the woman beside him, Elias’s voice lingered with heartfelt hoarseness, his eyes growing increasingly dazed.
"Elias brother~" The woman beside him turned to Elias, her eyes wet and affectionate, seeming to seduce as she licked her lips lightly.
Upon hearing the woman’s gentle voice beside him, Elias’s body shivered slightly, his brows tightening together as he abruptly sat up, the sight of the woman before him filling his eyes with disgust and revulsion.
"Who let you in? Get out!" He threw Freya Caldwell to the ground, his eyes deepening into a cold abyss, one hand braced against the wall to support his body, his clenched fists trembling slightly by his side.