Chapter 118: Jealous?
He threw the things in his hands to his assistant and walked up to Lauren.
“Mr. Atkinson, Lauren will go ho with , it’s not necessary to trouble you. My brother wanted us to go back together,” Quinn said.
Quinn specially emphasized the word ‘us’ so as to distinguish Isaac from them.
Quinn did not get the chance to et Isaac when he first joined Golden Star, but Isaac knew Quinn.
At that ti, Quinn was doing well abroad, and Isaac was the first one to discover his potential. He had asked the Golden Star to approach him and sign him as an artist under it.
“Quinn?”
“Lauren, you and Quinn are… ?” Isaac asked.
Lauren was sandwiched between the two of them. She looked at Isaac and then at Quinn.
She did not know what was going on with Quinn. Didn’t he hate her a lot? Why did he take the initiative to ask her to go ho with him?!
Lauren did not know how to answer Isaac’s question.
At the dinner table, when she ntioned that Quinn was her brother, it was a temporary asure to get more information out of Obmar.
Although she was telling the truth, deep down, Lauren did not think that Quinn was her brother.
Quinn was really an to her!
He even found Master Maverick to “exorcise” her!
Lauren’s eyeballs rolled for a long ti before she managed to squeeze out the following sentence.
“I’m the biological younger sister of my biological older brother, and Quinn is the biological yonger brother of my biological older brother.”
Quinn’s assistant stood at the back, trying to sort out the relationship between them.
Isaac was stunned for two to three seconds before he realized that this ant that Lauren and Quinn were biological siblings!
Quinn was not too happy when he heard this. He had co over with good intentions to ask Lauren to go ho with him, but he was annoyed by the way Lauren introduced him.
Didn’t she just call him brother?
She was so heartless!
“Looks like you still prefer your ‘biological older brother’,” said Isaac. After he finished speaking, he did not forget to take a glance at Quinn. Quinn felt a little uncomfortable under Isaac’s teasing gaze.
“Are you going back? If you are not, I don’t care if Franklin scolds you,” said Quinn to Lauren.
Lauren felt that Quinn was back to normal when she heard his tone.
‘Hmph, I’ll go back then,’ thought Lauren.
“Isaac, I’ll go back first then. We’ll contact each other again. If you encounter any difficulties, just let know!”
Lauren’s voice was sweet when she spoke to Isaac.
How could a four-and-a-half-year-old, who only knew how to eat, be of any help?
Quinn ridiculed Lauren nonchalantly. He had completely forgotten about the role Lauren played during dinner.
Quinn’s car had already stopped at the entrance of the hotel. He strode over to the car and opened the door of the backseat.
“Lauren, are you coming? If not, you can stay here by yourself.”
Did she really have so much to say to Isaac? Why was she so reluctant to leave?
“Quinn, stop being sour,” the assistant said as he held onto Quinn’s pile of small items.
Quinn glanced at him. “What are you talking about?”
The assistant imdiately went on to explain further. “You are feeling sour right now. The only thing missing is the word ‘jealous’ written on your forehead.”
Jealous?!
What a joke!
“If you talk too much, I’ll deduct 100 dollars from your salary.”
The assistant said, “You’re taking revenge for a private grudge!”
After hearing what his assistant said, Quinn could no longer remain calm. He got into the car first when he saw that Lauren was still chatting with Isaac.
After another two minutes, Lauren finally took small steps and got into the car.
“Hey, let’s make myself clear. I wasn’t the one who asked you to go back with . It was Franklin who insisted that we’ve to go back together as he was worried about you.”
Quinn was trying to explain himself.
“Oh,” Lauren replied briefly.
Two minutes later.
“Don’t think that I’m the one who’s worried about you.”
“Oh…”
Even the chauffeur moved and looked at Quinn in the mirror.
Lauren looked out of the window and didn’t say a word.
Lauren suddenly beca quiet and Quinn wasn’t used to it.
However, he didn’t pursue the topic. Instead, he picked up his phone.
During dinner, he and Obmar had already added each other on Whatsapp.
Obmar kept his promise and sent him the venue and the timing.
It would be 10am tomorrow morning on the basent floor of Golden Star Agency.
Quinn silently noted it down. He felt that sothing wasn’t right, so he turned on his phone screen.
Wait a minute, the basent floor?
Quinn rembered that the lowest floor in Golden Star Agency was the first floor. It was a parking lot.
Where did the basent floor co from?
Quinn sent back a ssage to ask.
Obmar replied very quickly. He said that this was the right place, but very few people knew how to get there.
“Wait for at the D door on the first floor tomorrow, don’t be late and I’ll bring you there.”
“Okay.” Quinn turned off the phone screen again. The car fell into darkness, and only the dashboard was faintly shining.
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