Chapter 408: Chapter 408

"Go on, go on, don’t worry about the studio here. If there’s anything I can’t handle, I’ll call my brother to help out." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel⁂fire.net

Sharon Shaw blinked, with a look of reassurance on her face, and she nudged Quinn Lockwood’s arm to get her to go back and rest quickly.

Quinn Lockwood pursed her lips, gave Sharon a gentle smile to express her gratitude, and then picked up her phone and walked out of the office.

She naturally trusted Sharon with the studio. She also knew that with Sharon’s abilities, there would be no need to call Cameron Grant over for anything.

Quinn Lockwood walked to the restroom and splashed her face with cold water, trying to clear her mind a bit.

She had spent the whole afternoon thinking about the mess with Elias Sinclair, and her head was about to explode!

It was already six o’clock.

Time to get off work.

Quinn Lockwood looked at herself in the mirror and tried to pull out a smile that didn’t look too ugly.

Forget it, don’t smile, it’s still ugly!

Quinn Lockwood pouted and planned to leave the studio, as for where to go, she hadn’t figured that out yet.

As soon as Quinn Lockwood stepped out of the studio door, she heard Jonah Hansen’s voice: "Savannah, I’ve finally waited long enough for you."

Jonah Hansen was wearing a fine gray suit, and under the lights, Quinn Lockwood could clearly see the plaid pattern covering it, which gave Jonah a touch of relaxed ease and leisure.

Quinn Lockwood’s face changed, a trace of impatience flashed across her face, and she stopped in her tracks.

"I feared that suddenly visiting your studio might be abrupt, so I chose to wait for you downstairs."

"Today’s launch should have gone smoothly, right? To celebrate the joy of the launch, how about we go out for a meal?" Jonah Hansen’s smile was gentlemanly and elegant, he tilted his head to look at Quinn Lockwood, his tone carried a hint of anticipation.

Quinn Lockwood now had no mood to entertain Jonah Hansen at all.

If it weren’t for the plans she still had to implement, she’d really want to smack his face and tell him to scram.

"No, I have things to attend to today." Quinn Lockwood replied to Jonah Hansen curtly, her face cold and detached.

Jonah Hansen saw Quinn Lockwood about to leave, and quickly grabbed her arm: "Is it something about the crew? If it’s something about the crew, it’s okay, it can wait."

He knew that Quinn Lockwood was always serious and responsible about her work, practically living with overtime in the crew every day, which further increased his good impression of her by a notch.

"It’s not about the crew." Quinn Lockwood, slightly impatient, pulled her hand back, her brow forming a slight ’川’ mark, and she started walking forward.

"Then where are you going, let me take you there, and we’ll have dinner after you’re done." Jonah Hansen took a couple of large strides to catch up with Quinn Lockwood’s pace.

He was right beside Quinn Lockwood, still stubbornly pestering her.

Is this a game of hard-to-get? You sure are good at these tricks.

Jonah Hansen’s lips curled into a sly smile, as he lightly placed his hand on Quinn Lockwood’s shoulder.

"Get lost." At this moment, a cold voice laced with anger came from a few steps ahead.

Jonah Hansen was startled, his body shuddered, and he hesitated in his tracks.

It was Elias Sinclair, with a stony face, his gaze cold and deep as he looked at Jonah Hansen, his eyes filled with an icy chill.

Quinn Lockwood was slightly startled, and before she could stop, she was pulled over by the man forcefully, instantly falling into his solid chest.

The man cast a cold glance at Jonah Hansen, a tiny flicker of fire seemed to ignite.

Jonah Hansen was scared stiff by Elias Sinclair’s piercing gaze, and for a moment, he seemed unable to move.

Elias Sinclair took Quinn Lockwood away from the square, smoothly leading her into his car.

Unlike his previous gentleness and consideration, Elias Sinclair merely opened the car door for Quinn Lockwood, without helping her fasten her seat belt.

The man sat in the driver’s seat, started the car, glanced sideways at Quinn Lockwood, but said nothing.

And Quinn Lockwood kept looking out the window, also not acknowledging Elias Sinclair.

The car was eerily silent.

After a few minutes passed, Elias Sinclair finally spoke coldly: "Savannah Lowell, shouldn’t you be giving me an explanation?"

Upon hearing this, Quinn Lockwood immediately turned her head, looking at Elias Sinclair in confusion.

Give him an explanation?

Is this a joke? Shouldn’t he be explaining things to her?

"What kind of explanation are you looking for?" Quinn Lockwood’s face turned cold, her voice was low and subdued due to long-suppressed emotions.

He, Elias Sinclair, had been holding another woman, yet he turned around and asked her for an explanation? What explanation? To account for why she was angry and walked away? To explain why she couldn’t graciously accept him having a mistress?

Elias Sinclair’s face turned even darker, provoked by Quinn Lockwood’s impatient indifference, his eyes were deeper and darker than the night, his thin lips curved sharply.

"Savannah Lowell, you’re always good at playing dumb, aren’t you? Do you think conquering one person isn’t enough to prove your charm? Or do you like fooling around with different men?"

The man’s icy voice rang in her ears, the low, chilly, emotionless tone felt completely unfamiliar to Quinn Lockwood.

And his cutting, merciless words stirred up all of Quinn Lockwood’s grievances from deep within.

She felt herself becoming cold all over, her fingertips involuntarily beginning to tremble.

"Stop the car." Quinn Lockwood shouted.

She couldn’t stay in the car any longer, Elias Sinclair was utterly outrageous!

What did he mean by her eager to prove her charm, and her habit of mingling with men?

In his eyes, was she really such an indiscreet, fickle woman?

She was... It was her first time with Elias Sinclair in that way!

Elias Sinclair didn’t even bother to respond to Quinn Lockwood, his face was frosty to the extreme, his gaze was coldly angry as he looked ahead, he even pressed the accelerator further.

"Stop the car, I want to get off!" Quinn Lockwood pounded on the window, turning to glare at the man beside her, tears welled up in her eyes.

The man still didn’t respond to Quinn Lockwood, he had already floored the gas pedal, the car was speeding like it was about to take off.

The grievance and discomfort within Quinn Lockwood could no longer be contained, her nose felt sore, and she couldn’t stop her tears from falling.

She hadn’t expected to be pushed to this extent by Elias Sinclair, her mood had been foul since this morning, and all she could think of was this man’s cold face, but now...

Now he had this kind of attitude towards her, and even questioned her!

Quinn Lockwood hadn’t intended to cry, but it was as if her emotional nerves snapped, and tears began to fall from her cheeks like broken strings of beads.