Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 259: Catching Ghosts

Caron Grant followed Jonah Hansen all the way, only to see him take a perfu-like bottle from soone.

"Sir, this granular one is for n, the spray is for won." The man said to Jonah Hansen with a respectful and jovial tone.

"Got it, no side effects, right?" Jonah Hansen looked at the item in his hand, his gaze sharp yet a bit hesitant as he asked.

"Rest assured, sir, these are specialized items, absolutely no issues. Otherwise, how could it be worth the price? Many dignitaries with statuses like yours get their goods from ." The man nodded, speaking in a flattering manner.

Upon hearing this, Jonah Hansen finally relaxed, stuffed the dicine bottle into his pocket, and strode away.

Jonah Hansen returned to the banquet hall, took a glass of juice from the table, and then went to a corner where he quickly swallowed the dicine. He sprayed a little of the perfu on his collar.

Looking around, Jonah Hansen put down the wine glass, lifted his leg, about to head upstairs.

Seeing this, Caron Grant quickly followed, pretending to dial Quinn Lockwood Group’s phone number on his mobile: "Hello, Savannah, which room are you in?"

"204, right? You’re resting? Then I won’t disturb you for now."

Jonah Hansen’s pace slowed down upon hearing Caron Grant ntioning Quinn Lockwood’s na.

A hint of doubt flashed across his clean-cut face, and then he quickly walked upstairs.

He had clearly found out that Quinn Lockwood was in room 207, could he have made a mistake?

"You’re here?" Upon hearing the door close, Ariana Lynch saw Jonah Hansen walking towards the bed, lazily raising her eyelids to ask.

Seeing Ariana Lynch on the bed, Jonah Hansen halted in surprise, but then proceeded towards her.

"Brother, you should go first, leave the rest to ." Quinn Lockwood gratefully patted Caron Grant on the shoulder.

"I’ll go et Elias, he’s still waiting for . If anything happens, contact anyti." Caron Grant glanced worriedly at Quinn Lockwood and headed upstairs.

Taking a deep breath, Quinn Lockwood’s gaze turned cold as she looked at the door of room 204, slightly curling her lips.

It’s you who were ruthless in the first place, I’m just using one’s own thods against them.

Seemingly a bit panicked, Quinn Lockwood ran downstairs, muttering to herself, "Scared to death, scared to death."

"What happened? What’s the matter?" People in the banquet hall, seeing Quinn Lockwood with a conflicted expression running down, curiously inquired.

"I changed my clothes and rested for a while, felt a bit thirsty and went out to find water. Who knew that as soon as I left the room, I heard a woman screaming. I... I’ve heard ghost stories about the hotel, I’m scared." Quinn Lockwood visibly shrank, trembling slightly.

Ladies and socialites nearby exchanged glances, their faces suddenly turning pale.

They knew the banquet had just begun filming, and soon they would change into new dresses and styles in the restroom. If there really was a ghost...

Quinn Lockwood’s severe trembling didn’t seem like she was lying.

After so discussion among those present, they decided to go upstairs together. Even the n accompanied their partners there.

If sothing really happened later, none of them could bear the consequences.

Moreover, there were so many of them, it was hard to believe they wouldn’t catch the ’female ghost’.

The group tiptoed upstairs, and as they approached Quinn Lockwood’s room, they indeed heard vague moaning from a woman.

"I’m scared." A young lady from an overseas enterprise clutched her friend’s arm in fear.

Quinn Lockwood tightly pressed her lips together, looking at the people behind her for help. Seeing them nod encouragingly, she took a deep breath and walked towards the source of the sound.

"Ah-"

When they saw the two people in the room, the few people at the door simultaneously let out screams.

"What’s happening?" Jonah Hansen looked towards the door. Upon seeing the few young ladies and Quinn Lockwood with flushed faces, he suddenly stiffened.

"Out, out, ah—you, up." Ariana Lynch hastily pulled the quilt around herself, even kicking Jonah Hansen’s leg.

A woman hurried over to shut the door while other won quickly dragged the frightened young ladies and Quinn Lockwood away.

"Young people these days are... just crazy." A gorgeously dressed lady sorted her hair, speaking with a hint of sarcasm.

Quinn Lockwood tightly pursed her lips, kept her head low, seemingly intimidated by the scene just now.

Returning to the banquet hall, the gentlen were chatting with their business partners as if nothing had happened, while the ladies elegantly held wine glasses, ambiguously comnting on the scene they had just witnessed.

Quinn Lockwood and the young ladies sat on one side, her lips barely forming a slight smile.

anwhile, in room 204...

"Damn it, do you even realize where this is?" Ariana Lynch pointed at Jonah Hansen, cursing up a storm.