Chapter 302: Chapter 302

A leading sales assistant walked over, her expression evidently nervous.

"No need, I don’t have time to wait for him." The man lowered his face, his cold demeanor sending a shiver through the people nearby.

"But sir, this is a product designed personally by our company’s... Chairman Sinclair, it’s not for sale to the public." The sales assistant said cautiously, bowing her head.

Quinn Lockwood suddenly lifted her head, incredulously looking at Elias Sinclair, her heart filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Could it be... the design concept proposed by Elias Sinclair?

"Yes, I know." The man nodded lightly, then said, "I’m here to retrieve it, not to purchase it."

Handing over his ID to the sales assistant, Elias Sinclair said in a somewhat commanding tone, "Bring the Guardian over immediately, proceed through the normal process."

Although the sales assistant didn’t quite understand Elias Sinclair’s meaning, she still accepted the ID with both hands.

The moment she saw the name on it, she was instantly stunned, her hand trembling slightly.

"Mr. Sinclair, I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was you personally. Please...wait a moment, I’ll go get the Guardian right away." Bowing deeply, the sales assistant ran towards the warehouse without caring about her appearance.

The remaining sales assistants all lowered their heads, stealing glances at Elias Sinclair and Quinn Lockwood from the corners of their eyes.

It seems the rumors outside are true, the boss really is with this young lady...

Tightly pressing their lips together, the sales assistants repeatedly reminded themselves: they knew nothing and saw nothing.

Quinn Lockwood clasped her hands tightly together, just standing quietly by Elias Sinclair’s side.

Although outwardly calm, inwardly, Quinn Lockwood’s emotions were tumultuous.

Isn’t Elias Sinclair someone who never talks about feelings and doesn’t have anyone he likes? So why would he propose a necklace design with such significance?

If... it was designed for someone else, then why give it to her?

Her heart suddenly tightened, her brows furrowing together, could it be because of a love that couldn’t be realized with his past crush, that’s why this necklace was never given away, and today he’s going to... give it to her?

"What’s wrong?" Elias Sinclair looked over at Quinn Lockwood, noticing she seemed a bit unhappy, and immediately asked.

"Nothing." She replied softly, her eyes downcast, feeling very complicated inside.

"Sir, the Guardian has been retrieved." The sales assistant appeared, wearing black gloves and holding a luxurious box with both hands, walking up to Elias Sinclair. The source of this content ɪs novel_fіre.net

Another sales assistant quickly put on her gloves, carefully stepping forward to open the box.

A wedge-cut diamond, sparkling with a deep, luxurious blue light, was protected within a circle of intertwining heart, hands, and wings.

Quinn Lockwood raised her hand, her slender white fingertips lightly touching the protected diamond, her clear eyes scrutinizing it as if captivated.

Truly beautiful, incomparably beautiful.

"Do you like it?" The man placed his hands on Quinn Lockwood’s shoulders, positioning her to stand in front of him.

"It’s very pretty." Looking at the Guardian, Quinn Lockwood unconsciously curved her lips slightly, yet there was a hint of bitterness.

After all, it doesn’t belong to her.

The man motioned for the sales assistant to step forward.

Moving his hand to the necklace, Elias Sinclair gently took up the Guardian, tenderly placing it around Quinn Lockwood’s neck.

"No need..." Quinn Lockwood moved slightly to the side, trying to avoid Elias Sinclair’s hand as he put the necklace on her.

"Don’t move." The man’s stern breath whispered in her ear, causing Quinn Lockwood to obediently stand still.

"The Guardian is a design concept that suddenly popped into my mind one night two months ago."

"It suits you perfectly." Elias Sinclair’s tone was still calm, but his voice was like a gentle stream, softly and slowly, weaving a fine, tender net around Quinn Lockwood.

Quinn Lockwood was suddenly stunned, as if she heard the sound of her own heart pounding violently.

Various complex, indescribable emotions surged into her heart like a tide.

She remembered that two months ago, was when she was kidnapped by Warren Thornton...

It seemed she had forgotten since when did Elias Sinclair, like a god, appear by her side in times of danger, as if always protecting her.

So, this necklace is... from him...

Quinn Lockwood forgot how she handed over her ID to the sales assistant for registration, also forgot how she walked out of Idor.

The car was extremely quiet, Quinn Lockwood sat quietly in the passenger seat, stealing a glance at Elias Sinclair through the reflection in the window.

"Well, since it’s a necklace that’s not for sale, why did you... go through the registration process with your ID?"

"If people find out about it later, there will definitely be more rumors about you and me." Quinn Lockwood bit her lip, turning around, seeming to ask somewhat hesitantly.

"Idor has rules, the person receiving the necklace must comply with the terms and conditions to take it away." The man replied calmly, a fleeting smile appearing in his eyes as he looked at the necklace on Quinn Lockwood’s neck.

"Oh, I see, after all, you’re the boss, you have to lead by example." Quinn Lockwood puffed out her cheeks, nodding in agreement.

As she turned to look out the window, the corner of Quinn Lockwood’s mouth gently lifted.

Glancing sideways at the woman beside him, Elias Sinclair’s expression was somewhat serious, as if pondering something.

Looking back up at Quinn Lockwood, Elias Sinclair slowly said, "I saw Nina Sinclair knitting a scarf for Cameron Grant a few nights ago."

Elias Sinclair’s brows furrowed slightly, and as Quinn Lockwood turned her head, he slightly lowered his eyes, as if trying to conceal something.

"I did teach her, Nina Sinclair learned very quickly and she’s already given the scarf to Cameron, he probably likes it a lot!" Quinn Lockwood nodded, thinking of Nina Sinclair’s finished product, she still felt very appreciative.

"Did you knit one?" Elias Sinclair asked, pursing his lips.

Quinn Lockwood puffed out her cheeks, like a chubby little goldfish, confidently and boastfully said, "Of course, I’m Nina Sinclair’s mentor, naturally, I had to knit one as an example for her."

In fact, it’s been a long time since she knitted a scarf, she thought the finished product would be somewhat unsatisfactory, but it turned out her skills were still quite good!

She was very satisfied with the finished gray scarf lying in her closet!

Just nodded slightly, Elias Sinclair’s face turned somewhat stern.

Seeing Quinn Lockwood’s face full of "I’m so great" expression, the man couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

What a clueless woman.