Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 208: Couples Series – Eternity

Although, considering the Lowell Family’s financial power and Mrs. Lowell’s status, their ho was already filled with bags of this caliber, the style that Quinn Lockwood chose held special heritage significance.

The emblem inside the bag represents the noble status and the respected virtues of the recipient.

It is said that this particular bag should only be given to soone of extraordinary significance and deep influence.

Not to ntion the price, even just in terms of thoughtfulness, Quinn had done a great job.

"You haven’t been ho these past few days, you must be exhausted from work, right?" Mrs. Lowell held Quinn Lockwood’s hand tightly, obviously overjoyed.

"Jacqueline, let Savannah sit down first before we chat." Mr. Lowell nudged Mrs. Lowell with his elbow, his eyes subtly glancing in Elias Sinclair’s direction, which Mrs. Lowell imdiately understood.

"I’m so happy today, Savannah, hurry and sit down. I ordered many dishes that you and Elias love to eat." Mrs. Lowell pulled Quinn Lockwood to the seat next to Elias Sinclair, her face full of unconcealed joy. She even secretly pinched Mr. Lowell when she returned to her seat.

As soon as Quinn sat down and felt the familiar cold aura beside her, her body instinctively tensed. She awkwardly tugged at her lips, not daring to et Elias Sinclair’s gaze.

Whenever she saw him, she couldn’t help but recall the scene of their kiss.

Seeing that this woman completely ignored his presence, Elias’s expression darkened sowhat.

"Elias, try the New England clam chowder. You often work late into the night; this soup is great for nourishing the body." Mr. Lowell pointed to the soup in front of Elias.

"Savannah, help Elias with a bowl." Noticing that his daughter and Elias had not interacted this whole ti, the atmosphere seed sowhat strange, so he reminded her.

Elias’s disposition was equally cold, so he could only start from his daughter’s side.

Quinn hesitated for a mont, but considering the presence of her family, she didn’t want to embarrass Elias, so she took an empty bowl, ladled so soup, and gently placed it in front of Elias.

When their eyes t, Quinn suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Uh... try it, be careful, it’s hot." Not knowing what to say in her awkwardness, Quinn blurted out after a few seconds.

"Okay." Elias’s amber eyes lifted slightly as he responded indifferently, then picked up the soup and took a light sip.

Seeing this, Mr. and Mrs. Lowell’s hearts were overjoyed. In the past, even if Elias didn’t refuse when Quinn served him soup, he would never take a sip.

Seeing his current attitude towards their daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Lowell exchanged aningful looks and nodded slightly.

Elias must have feelings for Savannah!

"Savannah, it’s been so long, are you still upset with Elias? Couples shouldn’t hold grudges overnight; I think it’s about ti you returned to The Sinclair Family." Seeing that Mr. Lowell had already started the first step, Mrs. Lowell also slightly adjusted her posture and began to persuade.

Quinn was still savoring the clam chowder’s deliciousness, and hearing Mrs. Lowell’s words, she nearly choked on herself.

Is Mom trying to send back to The Sinclair Family?

In disbelief, she blinked, and Quinn imdiately put down her soup bowl, saying: "Mom, am I... not allowed to stay at ho?"

"What are you saying? I didn’t an that." Seeing her daughter not following the expected path, Mrs. Lowell nudged Mr. Lowell for help.

"What kind of grudges can there be between a couple? It’s just trivial matters that are forgotten in an instant, right, Elias?" Mr. Lowell lifted his head, looking at Elias with a bit of anticipation.

"Yes." Elias kept his eyes on Quinn while his tone remained indifferent.

Unexpectedly, Elias agreed with what Mr. Lowell said, and Quinn choked on the soup and started coughing violently, covering her mouth.

"Cough cough, Mom, Dad, are you trying to drive Savannah away? Cough cough."

Elias instinctively raised his hand to pat Quinn’s back, but because of her implied refusal to go back to The Sinclair Family, a strong sense of displeasure welled up in him, and his hand stayed suspended in mid-air for a long ti.

"Savannah, are you okay?" At this mont, Caron Grant handed Quinn a tissue, gently patting her back.

"Cough cough, Brother, I’m fine." Quinn waved her hand, then took the tissue Caron offered her.

Their fingers brushed, and the redline bracelet on their wrists caught Elias’s attention. Seeing that they both wore the classic couple’s eternal series, he couldn’t help but furrow his brows tightly together, a strange feeling welling up inside.

Elias felt uncomfortable, finding the ’couple’s’ bracelets on their wrists extrely glaring.

"Cough cough, I’ll go to the restroom." Quinn’s face turned red from coughing; she wiped her mouth, then picked up her handbag, planning to freshen up in the restroom.

After all, it’s important to maintain one’s appearance in public.

As soon as Quinn left, Elias used the excuse of needing to return a work call to leave the private room as well.

After tidying her hair and touching up her lipstick, Quinn left the restroom. She had only walked less than a few dozen ters when she saw a tall and lean man leaning against the wall.

Seeing Quinn co out, the man imdiately raised his eyes and walked over.

He pinned Quinn against the wall, his handso face dark like it could drip ink. He directly grabbed her right hand that wore the bracelet, trying to tear the red string apart forcefully.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Quinn was caught off guard by his sudden tug; seeing him trying to rip off her bracelet without a word, her eyebrows furrowed, and she tried to shake off Elias’s hand, but he only tightened his grip.

Elias’s strength this ti was truly great, making Quinn feel like she was back to the night when Savannah Lowell was caught drugging him, her little face twisting from the pain.

"Let go! Let go, it hurts, are you crazy?" Seeing her wrist turning red and feeling the pain spreading, Quinn’s brows knitted tighter, her voice growing louder with anger.

At that mont, the faint scent of woods drifted by, and Caron Grant appeared, pushing Elias away and safeguarding Quinn behind him.

"Elias, what are you doing?" Caron had never lost his temper with Elias before and never wanted to.

But hearing Quinn’s anxious voice and seeing Elias’s forceful actions, a surge of anger instinctively rose from his heart.

The temperature around Elias suddenly dropped, his face alarmingly grim. He looked at Caron, his gaze growing deeper.

"Move aside." The man spoke in a low, severe tone as he paced forward slowly.