Chapter 238: Chapter 238

Hugh lifted his hand to adjust his collar, and once Quinn Lockwood sat down, Elias Sinclair leaned back on the sofa.

"Is it related to last night’s incident?" Quinn Lockwood grasped her knees with both hands, feeling a trace of anxiety inside.

She really hoped she wouldn’t hear the mastermind’s name, because she didn’t know how she should deal with her. Should she retaliate in the same way, or forgive her with the saying that human nature is inherently good and to forgive where possible?

No, if it was Ariana Lynch, she would certainly repay it tenfold, even a hundredfold.

Gripping her knees tightly, Quinn Lockwood looked seriously at Elias Sinclair, waiting for his answer.

"Yes." Elias Sinclair’s voice was somewhat cold, his phoenix eyes slightly lowered with a hint of sharpness. He continued, "The assassin from yesterday was arranged by Freya Caldwell."

Quinn Lockwood paused in shock, her eyes widening: "It was actually her?"

"I think she’s really gone mad! No way, I’m going to settle this with her right away." Quinn Lockwood’s small face tightened instantly, stood up to change her clothes, but the man pulled her back.

"I have already captured her, and The Caldwell Group has already declared bankruptcy. I will soon appoint someone new to take over." Elias Sinclair looked at Quinn Lockwood, his face still clear and stern, revealing no emotion.

"The people below said that the Caldwell Family is preparing immigration paperwork. Even if they don’t leave voluntarily, I won’t allow them to appear in the country again." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel·fıre·net

Hearing Elias Sinclair’s words, Quinn Lockwood relaxed her tightly clenched hands.

"So that’s how it is."

"Thank you." Slightly lowering her head, Quinn Lockwood bit her lips tightly, a myriad of complex emotions surging in her heart.

Anger towards Freya Caldwell, but also touched by Elias Sinclair...

Had he solved everything for her?

Lifting her eyes slightly to look at the handsome face of the man in front of her, she felt an urge to embrace him tightly.

Suppressing the impulse with great effort, Quinn Lockwood blushed and turned to run into the bathroom.

"I-I’ll wash up. You should hurry to the company."

After a simple wash, when Quinn Lockwood emerged from the bathroom, she found Elias Sinclair still sitting on the sofa.

"You’re still here?" Quinn Lockwood wrapped her arms around herself, glancing towards the window, shivering slightly.

It was raining outside...

Scanning the room, Quinn Lockwood didn’t see her pajama jacket.

"I’ll go after breakfast." The man got up, walked to Quinn Lockwood, and draped the jacket over her shoulders, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Huh?" Elias Sinclair raised an eyebrow when he saw Quinn Lockwood standing still in a daze.

"Oh, oh." Quinn Lockwood finally came to her senses, jogging a few steps to follow Elias Sinclair and saw a familiar figure downstairs.

"Brother, is Faye...?" Nina Sinclair stood up from the sofa as soon as she saw Elias Sinclair’s figure, but seeing her brother’s stern and displeased expression, she didn’t dare continue.

Secretly mustering her courage, Nina felt fortunate she hadn’t gone back, or she wouldn’t have been able to plead for Faye.

"Faye was impulsive. That kind of underground casino is no place for a girl..."

"If you dare plead for her again, I’ll throw you there too!" Elias Sinclair’s face was cold and stern, his gaze towards Nina equally icy.

Originally, he had loved this sister dearly, but he didn’t know when it started, the indulgence at home led his sister to be indiscriminate, becoming friends with someone as malicious as Freya Caldwell. Now, he had no patience left.

"Brother..." Nina Sinclair looked at Elias Sinclair, his chilling aura making her shiver.

Had her brother not forgiven her yet? She merely spoke a word for Faye, was it worth such anger?

Nina felt her brother was increasingly overbearing, even treating his biological sister this way. It seemed Savannah Lowell indeed had her means, to sway her brother so much!

She glared fiercely at Quinn Lockwood, feeling more infuriated, wondering why she wasn’t hurt at all. Was it necessary to stir things up with her brother?

"Do you know that last night Freya Caldwell arranged for an assassin to almost kill Savannah Lowell?" Elias Sinclair’s narrow eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous, wrathful fire.

"You should be grateful I spared her life."

Nina was startled, her face turning pale as she staggered back two steps, some guilt in her eyes as she looked at Quinn Lockwood, saying: "Did she... Did she really hire an assassin to kill... you?"

Glancing at Quinn Lockwood and seeing the red marks on her neck, Nina bit her lip and lowered her head, not daring to meet Quinn’s gaze.

"I’m fine..." Quinn Lockwood, seeing Nina’s reaction, roughly understood she felt some guilt, probably because Nina had been friends with Freya Caldwell for years and likely knew about it.

Though somewhat angry inside, Quinn Lockwood thought that Nina had been spoilt since childhood, hadn’t graduated yet, and might lack maturity, so it wasn’t worth bickering with her.

"Brother... I’m sorry, I was wrong." Nina Sinclair hung her head, clutching her shirt hem tightly, deeply regretting not telling Quinn Lockwood about this earlier.

How could she be so indiscriminate? Freya Caldwell... she was really terrifying to actually resort to hiring a killer.

Feeling a chill of fear, Nina recalled meeting Freya every time she went to trouble Quinn, each instigation adding to her dislike and resentment towards Quinn, making her eager to teach her a lesson every time.

But... Quinn Lockwood never held it against her. Thinking of how it was Quinn who saved her from being hit by a car, ran out to help her up when she fell in the hospital, and even spoke up for her when her brother wanted to kick her out...

Tears were streaming down incessantly, her shoulders shaking as Nina sobbed.

"Little sister-in-law, I’m sorry. I... I overheard Freya Caldwell call the assassin once, but... I was too jealous that Cameron always protected you so much, so I didn’t... didn’t tell you."

"I’m sorry, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have always made trouble for you, shouldn’t have played so many pranks, shouldn’t have hurt you, shouldn’t have tried to throw you out when you were sick..."

"Little sister-in-law, please forgive me. Nina will try to get along well with you in the future and won’t oppose you again..."

Nina tearfully held Quinn Lockwood’s hand, her pink lips tinged with red as though bitten through.