Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 141: Confession

"Oh? Then what do you call having a relationship? Who gave you the nerve to romance soone behind my back!" The man increased the pressure of his hand on her chin, his dark eyes narrowing with a smile.

"I didn’t. You really say the strangest things, making it sound like I’m having an affair with soone else. We’re not even truly married, so why take it so seriously?" Quinn Lockwood furrowed her brows slightly, looking helpless.

What on earth did Elias Sinclair eat wrong today? Why is he so convinced that she and Dylan Quinn are together? And where did this unfounded jealousy co from? To say he’s jealous because he likes her is absolutely impossible.

Could it be... he likes Dylan? At that thought, an ambiguous light flashed in Quinn Lockwood’s eyes.

"Even if it’s fake, I won’t allow my woman to be kissing soone else behind my back." Elias Sinclair’s eyes were as cold as thin ice, declaring his claim like a sovereign, every word pounding firmly on Quinn Lockwood’s heart, making her feel as if she belonged wholly to the man in front of her at that mont.

Their eyes t, and with the intimate posture between them, a slightly ambiguous atmosphere pervaded the air, causing Quinn Lockwood to blush slightly.

Facing the handso yet domineering man in front of her, Quinn Lockwood inexplicably felt a bit of fear and spoke softly, cautiously, "I didn’t... didn’t kiss anyone. I wouldn’t dare do such a thing, please don’t misunderstand... he was just holding my shoulder to talk. The photo probably turned out that way due to lighting and... angles."

The woman’s rosy cheeks resembled a pink rose, tender and glistening. Her soft and sweet voice made Elias Sinclair pause his actions, significantly relaxing his expression.

"Even holding shoulders is off-limits from now on." The man’s tone was still frosty.

Facing his sharp gaze, Quinn Lockwood suddenly realized sothing seed amiss.

"Why do you ddle so much? And, who... is your woman!" Annoyedly raising her face, Quinn Lockwood now felt a bit more confident.

Hearing the woman rebut him, Elias Sinclair felt a slight discomfort in his heart, his lips pressed together thinly, his tone tinged with cold authority: "Don’t get any ideas now. No matter what, you are still my wife in na, and you must behave accordingly."

Feeling uneasy about his gaze, Quinn Lockwood moved forward a bit and placed her hand on his shoulder, gently pushing him, wanting Elias Sinclair to release her.

Feeling the softness of the woman rubbing against him and the teasing breath against his neck, Elias Sinclair instantly felt a surge of heat, his expression changing abruptly. He released Quinn Lockwood and turned to walk away, ignoring her.

Damn it, lately this woman always inexplicably stirs up this heat within .

Quinn Lockwood straightened herself, rolling her eyes dramatically.

There surely couldn’t be a second man this domineering in the world, controlling everything, even whether soone holds her shoulder or not.

Dylan Quinn, after confessing to Quinn Lockwood and being rejected, kept thinking about what she said to him that day.

He once questioned whether what he felt for Quinn Lockwood was love or rely friendship, but seeing her embraced in Elias Sinclair’s arms, his heart twisted tightly with bitterness and disappointnt, wrapping him up and feeling overwhelmingly uncomfortable.

Fearful that his fans would trouble Quinn Lockwood again, he posted on all his social dia accounts about his admiration for her, urging his fans to support and accept Quinn Lockwood.

This caused an uproar among his loyal fan base and the onlookers!

"Brother, you really let us down, we can’t accept this."

"Brother, if you dare to date Savannah Lowell, we’re unfollowing!"

"Who on earth is Savannah Lowell with? I’m so confused right now."

Various discussions and ssages of criticism arose one after another. His manager and company were furious upon discovering this and imdiately suspended Dylan Quinn’s activities.

Quinn Lockwood, learning of this, felt deeply guilty. She couldn’t let herself be the reason Dylan Quinn’s reputation plumted. It seed she couldn’t avoid this any longer; she had to clarify things with him.

Due to the high profile of the incident, they could only arrange to et in private at the set when no one else was around.

"Stop this now, Dylan. We can’t be together." Quinn Lockwood looked at the handso man before her, noticing he seed a bit thinner and feeling very guilty.

"I should have made things clear to you earlier. I’ve always considered you a very compatible friend. I thought you treated well because you saw as a younger sister. If I’d known it was sothing else, I would have..." Although Quinn Lockwood really wanted to say sothing definitive to completely reject him, she couldn’t bear to cut him down as he looked at her with such pitiful eyes.

"You would’ve distanced yourself from earlier, right?" Dylan still offered her a slight smile, but that smile made Quinn Lockwood feel a twinge of heartache.

"I’m sorry." Quinn Lockwood lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze. At this mont, she didn’t know what else to say besides apologize.

The last glimr in Dylan’s eyes faded as he looked at Quinn Lockwood with her guilt-ridden face, feeling a bit heartbroken.

Then he pretended to be indifferent and said, "It’s alright, don’t look so sorry for . If it can’t happen now, then I’ll wait, until the day you’re willing."

Quinn Lockwood wanted to say sothing more to reject him, but seeing Dylan barely getting back on his feet, she really didn’t want to hurt him any further.

Returning to the company, Elias Sinclair kept pondering over Freya Caldwell’s involvent in orchestrating slanders against Quinn Lockwood.

Even though he had just suppressed The Caldwell Group and warned Freya against creating trouble again,

Freya wouldn’t dare act alone. There’s definitely soone backing her, and I need to investigate it thoroughly...

Considering the series of events, although all the trouble was caused by Freya, Quinn Lockwood couldn’t shake the strange feeling it left her with.

Freya Caldwell, being the miss of The Caldwell Family, has so involvent in various circles, but she only recently began intruding into the entertainnt realm, seemingly manipulating online opinions and public sentint effortlessly.

For soone of her intellect, pulling a few tricks might not be an issue, but the complexity of the entertainnt industry isn’t sothing just anyone can control. Who’s aiding her?

Quinn Lockwood listed everyone connected to Freya Caldwell in entertainnt, and found there’s only one person who holds a grudge against her.

Ariana Lynch!

How could she forget about this person? Reflecting again on recent events, each ti she faced off with Freya, Ariana seed to be surreptitiously stirring the pot.

Opening her computer, and after a swift and skillful operation, Quinn Lockwood successfully hacked into Ariana Lynch’s computer.

It turned out Ariana Lynch was conspiring with Jonah Hansen.

Seeing Jonah Hansen’s na listed in the Vice President section on the screen, Quinn Lockwood’s hands clenched tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Taking a life and still comfortably enjoying a VP status, aren’t they afraid of retribution?

Well, she returned to serve them justice.

Quinn Lockwood slowly released her hands, her clear eyes now coated with layers of vicious determination, her lips slightly curled, smiling like a blooming poppy.

Quinn Lockwood printed a relatively insignificant crew docunt, then drove to The Lockwood Group, specifically choosing a better car from ho this ti.

Because it was the rush hour, parking spaces downstairs were a bit tight. Spotting the car Jonah Hansen had just parked, Quinn Lockwood deliberately adjusted her position, blocking him in.