Chapter 301: Chapter 301

Not hearing a reply from the woman beside him, Elias Sinclair slightly turned his head towards Quinn Lockwood, his handsome face instantly turned stern.

"Where did the necklace around your neck come from?" The man’s voice had already cooled, carrying an icy tone.

"This one?" Quinn pointed at the necklace around her neck, feeling that something was a bit off with Elias Sinclair.

"It was given by Mikael, he said..." Before Quinn could finish, a sinister and angry voice echoed in her ear.

"Do you like it a lot?" The man’s narrow phoenix eyes slightly squinted, revealing a dangerous look.

Quinn unconsciously swallowed; she felt that the atmosphere in the car seemed odd. Even though the heater was on, she still felt an inexplicable chill.

The chill came from the man next to her.

Blinking rapidly twice, Quinn shook her head.

Then, there was a sudden screech, and Quinn’s body lurched forward sharply. If not for the seatbelt, she feared she would have slammed heavily into the windshield.

"What are you doing?" She looked up and questioned Elias Sinclair with confusion.

The man’s thin lips subtly pursed; his eyes, deep and charming as glazed mosaics, were now as profound as the night outside the car.

Leaning closer to Quinn’s body, Elias Sinclair then raised his hand to grip her neck, pulling her towards him.

"What are you doing?" Quinn tried to lean back to resist Elias Sinclair, but the man firmly pinned her shoulders with both hands.

Feeling a warmth at the back of her neck, Quinn immediately noticed that the necklace Mikael gave her had been taken off by Elias Sinclair.

"Hey, give it back to me. It’s a gift from someone else, and it’s not nice to just throw it away ." Seeing Elias open the car window to throw out the necklace, Quinn hurriedly grabbed his hand to stop him.

She really didn’t know what was wrong with this man, why he was so hostile towards this necklace.

After all, it was a gift personally designed and given to her by Mikael, and to throw it away so casually felt impolite to Quinn. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novelFɪre.net

The man’s hand was faster than Quinn’s, and he ruthlessly tossed the necklace out of the car window, as if discarding a piece of trash.

"Why are you so rough? I thought you were going to do something to me again." Quinn pouted and complained, clearly displeased.

"Do you look forward to me doing something to you?" The man raised an eyebrow, a trace of amusement flashing across his face.

"Pervert." She said, pursing her lips, then turned her head to look out the window.

This man is really strange; his emotions are becoming increasingly difficult to grasp.

Glancing at the woman beside him who no longer paid him any mind, Elias Sinclair faintly frowned, then started the car, but the direction was not towards home.

"Where are we going?" Quinn’s gaze shifted from outside the window back to Elias Sinclair, sitting upright, she asked in confusion.

"You’ll know soon enough." His tone still cold, Elias Sinclair slightly furrowed his brows as he watched the road ahead, lost in thought.

He parked the car outside the largest luxury jewelry store under The Sinclair Group’s name, then got out of the car.

Quinn looked at the exclusive store exuding a luxurious aura just from its decor, growing more puzzled.

The man led Quinn into the luxury jewelry store, a very special shop.

This was a store dedicated to selling high-end jewelry to couples or lovers.

The store designs and sells only 12 items a year, each unique and one of a kind.

Not speaking of the price, the purchase conditions alone deterred many.

The first rule is: this store absolutely does not allow female customers to buy items alone; the purchases must be jointly chosen by a couple or married partners, with the man buying it to gift to the woman, before an item can be taken.

The second rule states that the man can only gift the item to one woman in his lifetime; when purchasing, the store records the couple’s identity information to ensure the uniqueness and eternal design philosophy.

"Why did you bring me here? You want me to get familiar with the products and be a spokesperson?" Quinn looked at Elias Sinclair with a conflicted expression, imagining all sorts of reasons.

The man took her hand, expression serious as he walked into the store.

"Hello, welcome." The shop assistants stood beside their respective showcases, bowing in respect.

Quinn nodded slightly in response, the hand held by Elias moving slightly.

"All 12 of this year’s idor products are here, see if there’s one you like." The man led Quinn to the necklace showcase, his gaze gradually softening.

Quinn’s heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Elias Sinclair in disbelief.

She knew the meaning of idor’s products—could it be that Elias Sinclair intended to gift this to her?

Surely, he wasn’t purchasing it according to store regulations, as this was a very meaningful necklace, and he can only give it to one person in his lifetime.

Idor is already an industry under The Sinclair Group, so he should be able to pick freely.

Looking at the dazzlingly bright yet uniquely charming diamond necklaces in the showcase, her gaze gradually dimmed.

She really liked idor’s products, and envied those girls who received jewelry from idor from the person they loved most.

But she had only dreamed about it, for she hadn’t considered love at all in her current life.

"I don’t have a favorite; you really shouldn’t waste your one chance on me." Quinn lowered her gaze, taking a step back to turn and leave.

"Mm." The man responded indifferently, casting his eyes over the twelve necklaces in the showcase.

Quinn’s heart tightened, a wave of intense bitterness and powerlessness surged from within her, as if about to engulf her.

Releasing Elias’s hand, Quinn pulled out a sweet smile, and with a pretense of calmness, said, "Let’s go then."

Just as Quinn was about to step away, the man grasped her arm, whispering by her ear, "Even if you choose your favorite among these twelve, I won’t agree."

Quinn’s body startled, just when she was about to burst out and question Elias Sinclair if he was teasing her, his cool voice echoed within the room.

"The 13th idor product, a sapphire necklace designed with the philosophy of protection and eternity, please bring it out for the lady to see." Turning to lean against the showcase, Elias Sinclair looked at Quinn, a subtle yet perceptible smile playing on his lips.

The shop assistants standing by exchanged glances, their faces changing dramatically, unsure of what to do.

"Sir, how... do you know?"

"Please wait a moment; I will contact our manager right away."