Chapter 262: Chapter 262
Unable to stop herself from rolling her eyes at herself, Quinn Lockwood realized her thoughts were a bit off.
The next day, when Quinn arrived at the set, she was stopped outside the dressing room by Tiffany Young.
"Savannah Lowell, are you having fun playing me for a fool?"
"You keep saying you don’t like Cameron Grant and want to set me up with him, but I think you’re just taking me for a fool to bully, right?" Tiffany crossed her arms and glared at Quinn angrily, as if she had been holding back for a long time.
"What are you saying, Tiffany? I never played you." Quinn was puzzled but still replied politely with a smile, facing Tiffany’s questions without a hint of anger.
Tiffany’s eyes were cold as she looked at Quinn, her slender eyebrows were furrowed into a curve.
"Stop pretending to be a good person. Everyone knows you, Savannah Lowell, always go for those rich guys. No, not just rich guys, anyone with money, and you can’t wait to seduce them!" Tiffany’s sharp and angry voice attracted a lot of attention.
Some nosy crew members even ran to the studio to call others over to watch the spectacle.
Public squabbles between celebrities are rare, and no one knows what happened between Quinn Lockwood and Tiffany Young to make this relatively unknown small-time star so angry and dare to curse Quinn .
"Before I decide not to hold it against you, you’d better watch your mouth." Quinn looked coldly at Tiffany. Even though she had heard such words countless times, hearing them from someone she sincerely wanted as a friend like Tiffany was truly disheartening.
However, Tiffany didn’t care about how Quinn felt and stepped forward with her hands on her hips, pointing at Quinn and cursing: "Ha, with someone as vile as you, I think I wasn’t harsh enough. What? Isn’t being under four different men enough for you? I really don’t know how a clean guy like Cameron Grant could ever fancy you!"
"Wow, four men, who are they?" Onlookers among the crew and lesser-known stars took out their phones and started to gossip.
"It all started when she chased after our investor Mr. Sinclair—it was a huge spectacle. Rumor has it she got dumped after getting pregnant through her schemes, which makes sense—how could a prestigious family like the Sinclairs let in such an unclean woman?" said a crew member from Ariana Lynch’s side.
"Then somehow she hooked up with our darling Dylan Quinn. You have no idea how much fame and fortune Savannah gained by using Dylan’s name!"
"There’s also Jonah Hansen, the general manager of Lockwood Group. No one knows what trick she used to hook him as well. You all saw the handsome guy who came to the set a few days ago, right? Rumor has it he’s a CEO!"
The crowd around them grew larger, and the things being said about Quinn became nastier by the minute.
Even some people from Ariana Lynch’s camp brought up examples of Quinn’s ambiguous relationships with these men, claiming she got her resources by sleeping with them.
Many who originally supported Quinn switched sides to support Ariana, declaring they would never back someone so disgusting and flirtatious.
"Tiffany Young, you’ve really let me down." Quinn looked coldly at Tiffany, feeling a touch of disappointment.
She thought Tiffany genuinely wanted to be friends, never expecting her to just use her to get closer to Cameron Grant.
She was glad her brother didn’t fancy her. She felt foolish for introducing such a person to her brother.
With a slight sneer, Quinn knocked Tiffany’s arm away and walked into the dressing room.
The makeup artist, who had been watching the commotion, quickly pretended to be busy when she saw Quinn walk in with a somber expression.
"Wow! Neither denying nor admitting—that’s basically admitting it, isn’t it? So who are they? Could it really be all four... you know? Wow, they’re all drop-dead gorgeous. I don’t know if she’s won or lost here."
Afraid Quinn would come after them, everyone quickly pocketed their phones and dispersed, but continued to gossip as they moved to the filming area.
The feud between Quinn Lockwood and Tiffany Young over Cameron Grant quickly spread, and a few unknown IDs even released photos of Quinn sitting in the passenger seat of Cameron’s car going to a fancy restaurant together.
There were also photos of Quinn appearing outside Cloudfall Group, walking closely side-by-side with Cameron.
Cameron Grant, seeing the photos and comments from marketing accounts, felt troubled for having brought Quinn such trouble.
After a brief consideration, Cameron, in the capacity of Chief Executive Officer of Cloudfall Group, posted a statement on X, saying that Quinn was a girl of great character and good nature, contrary to rumors, and hoped that people would focus more on her work rather than her private life.
But the netizens weren’t having it, insisting that Quinn was indeed skillful, considering she managed to get such a high-level executive to publicly issue a statement for her.
"Wow, what a stretch!" Looking at the trending topic content, Quinn couldn’t help but spit out her drink.
The clicks and shares on their photos together grew and proliferated, turning the narrative into Quinn and Cameron having met each other’s parents and soon to be engaged. The source of this content ɪs noⅴelfire.net
"Bro, don’t worry about this matter. These marketing accounts are just looking for drama. Next, they’ll probably even say I’m carrying your child," Quinn said on the phone with Cameron while squatting outside the set, worried that this absurd situation might affect Cameron’s business.
It was best not to have her brother deal with her mess.
Meanwhile, when Boss Sinclair saw the rampant rumors about Quinn and Cameron, he got up with a stern face and walked out of the office.
It was already 9 PM by the time Quinn finished filming. As she walked out of the set, she saw Elias Sinclair standing under the streetlight across the road.
"What are you doing here? It’s so late..." Quinn hurriedly jogged over, but seeing Elias with a poker face, she swallowed the rest of her words.
Did someone upset him?
Autumn nights already carried a slight chill, and as the evening breeze blew, Quinn couldn’t help but hug herself and shiver.
Elias, frowning, took off his jacket and draped it over Quinn’s shoulders.
"Thank you." Quinn tugged at the shoulder of the coat, her fingertips lightly brushing against Elias’s hand.
Surprised, she lifted her head to look at Elias and asked, "How long have you been waiting? Why are your hands so cold?"