Chapter 344: Chapter 344

Julian Northwood gently caressed Joyce Kramer’s hand, as if playing with an antique, watching her reaction with great interest.

Joyce Kramer’s face turned increasingly ugly, her delicate brows twisted into a curve, and her voice became somewhat sharp: "Enough! Stop talking."

"I advise you to listen to me obediently, or I’ll tell Mr. Sinclair all about these things as if telling a story," Julian Northwood said, crossing his legs, putting away his smile, and threatening Joyce Kramer.

"Rest assured, as long as you do as I say, I’ll still give you some benefits."

"For instance, I’ll find a way to get you and Mr. Sinclair together. I’m also quite interested in his beautiful and tender young wife," Julian Northwood tapped his wine glass, his lips curling into a meaningful smile as if something just occurred to him. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novelFɪre.net

Joyce Kramer lowered her eyes, her hands clenching together under the table. After a long moment, she looked up at Julian Northwood and said, "Alright, as long as you guarantee these two things, I’ll cooperate with you."

"It’s a deal." Julian Northwood tilted his head, looking at Joyce Kramer, his charming, devilish eyes growing brighter, making it impossible to read his thoughts.

Fool, you have no choice left.

The next day, Quinn Lockwood resumed her usual schedule. This time, she was invited to join Mikael on an entertainment variety show— "Stars Up Close."

Quinn Lockwood’s opening was a dance segment prepared with the host. Since it was modern jazz, she had to wear high heels on stage.

At the finale of the last pose, Quinn Lockwood’s heel accidentally twisted, nearly causing her to fall.

"Careful, does your foot hurt?" Mikael quickly moved over to support Quinn Lockwood’s arm, his gaze worriedly fixed on her foot.

"I’m fine, hush." Quinn Lockwood avoided the microphone, whispering to Mikael.

After all, it was just the beginning, and she had to maintain her best state.

After the host finished the opening remarks, Mikael was the first to introduce himself: "Hello everyone, I’m Elvis Lynn Mikael."

"Taking advantage of the introduction, I would like to plead for my partner, Savannah Lowell."

Mikael winked at Quinn Lockwood, his gaze pleading as he looked at the audience and the host.

"Oh? Mikael is already pleading for Miss Savannah? I wonder which plea this is for?" The host maintained a professional fake smile, half-jokingly said.

"Savannah’s heels are really too high, and she just performed such a hot and sexy dance. How about letting her change into a different pair of shoes?" Mikael’s gaze fell on Quinn Lockwood’s foot, which wasn’t entirely on the ground.

This friendly address and thoughtful concern caused the audience to start murmuring.

One host helped Quinn Lockwood to change her shoes, while the other professionally chatted with Mikael.

Quinn Lockwood returned to the stage in a pair of white flat canvas shoes, prompting fans to cheer repeatedly.

"Mikael is really attentive and considerate. Even boyfriends aren’t as meticulous as he is."

"Yes, you see, he even left the middle position for Savannah Lowell."

Mikael’s gentleness and chivalry garnered rave reviews from the fans present, even some of Mikael’s appearance fans wanted to rush on stage for a photo and signature.

The scene was abuzz, and it took security a while to restore order, so filming could proceed smoothly.

"Well, as we understand, there are a lot of romantic scenes, even some ambiguous ones, in the movie ’Radiance.’"

"So, may I ask, were the emotions in these scenes genuinely invested?" the female host asked with a light smile, standing by the two.

Quinn Lockwood and Mikael exchanged glances, then smiled at each other in tacit understanding.

"Anyway, I put in sincere emotions, after all, Savannah portrays Mia Jacobs so well, it genuinely makes me want to protect and cherish her," Mikael said seriously, blinking.

"Um, I’ve also managed to empathize, so the scenes are shot with real emotions," Quinn Lockwood nodded without any qualms, responding directly to the host’s question.

"Wow, their answers are indeed genuine and unscripted!"

"Savannah, Mr. Sinclair... won’t he get jealous?" The host raised an eyebrow, showing a gossiping expression, glancing at the audience below.

The audience caught the host’s cue and responded enthusiastically with screams and applause, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

"Um... he doesn’t know these specific details, and I haven’t dared to tell him," Quinn Lockwood hesitated, scratching her head, feeling a bit shy.

In front of so many people, she had to give Elias Sinclair face.

She could only boost his prestige and downplay hers.

As soon as Quinn Lockwood finished speaking, the scene was full of sighs, as it turned out the Lowell family’s treasured daughter and famous idol star, was so obedient to her husband.

A man like Mr. Sinclair, domineering yet noble, must love his wife without limits!

The news of Savannah Lowell being strictly managed by her husband and Mr. Sinclair’s limitless affection for his wife quickly spread...

Right after Quinn Lockwood finished the show, she received a call from Cameron Grant.

"Savannah, have you finished recording the show?" Cameron Grant’s voice was as clean and warm as always.

"I’m outside your set, want to go out for a stroll?"

"Yes, yes! Brother, did you come to watch my show?" Quinn Lockwood was a bit excited; she hadn’t noticed her brother’s presence.

"Yes, I specifically grabbed tickets a few days ago, thinking I had to purchase them through normal channels, and nearly didn’t get any," Cameron Grant laughed lightly, his expression calm yet cheerful.

Quinn Lockwood hadn’t seen Cameron Grant for several days. Almost with a phone in hand, she ran out of the set.

As soon as she saw Cameron Grant, Quinn Lockwood rushed up and hugged him.

"Brother! I missed you." Quinn Lockwood wrapped her arms around Cameron Grant lightly, holding for just about two seconds before letting go.

Cameron Grant remained silent, just looking warmly at Quinn Lockwood, affectionately rubbing her hair.

His peach blossom eyes didn’t need to smile, already carrying six parts sentiment.

Yet the elegant woman in front of him simply didn’t understand his feelings.

The two bought two cups of bubble tea and then headed into a luxury mall to browse.

"Savannah, come take a look." Cameron Grant’s gaze lingered on a white handmade embroidered silk qipao, gently wrapping his arm around Quinn’s shoulder.

Quinn Lockwood didn’t feel anything awkward about it; closeness between brothers and sisters is perfectly normal, not worth further thought.