Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 26: Second Exposure

Quinn Lockwood silently vowed in her heart that she must improve her acting skills.

After a busy day finally ended, lying in bed, Quinn Lockwood thought about being ridiculed by so many people today, and instantly felt very embarrassed.

Especially Ariana Lynch’s annoying face, which occasionally showed a smug expression, constantly reminding her not to forget the experiences of her previous life.

However, what matters most right now is her acting skills. Undoubtedly, this is a major setback for an actor.

But how can she improve her acting skills? She can’t just start over again from scratch, and she definitely doesn’t have ti to go back to school for training now.

After thinking it over, Quinn Lockwood called Anna, who dealt with many things and naturally had many ideas.

"Anna, I want to enroll in an acting crash course. Help get in touch."

This was the result she arrived at after much consideration. Without enrolling in a course, relying solely on herself, she wouldn’t figure anything out. From her tone, it’s clear that Quinn Lockwood is very anxious.

"What, are you crazy?"

Anna was utterly stunned when she heard this request; the impact was bigger than all the previous news, including scandals, and by a large margin.

Does Savannah Lowell even realize she’s already an actor now? An acting crash course, how could she even think of that?

Quinn Lockwood didn’t expect such a big reaction from Anna and was quite puzzled. The company is already not helping her clarify anything, not even this little thing.

"You saw everything that happened with the crew today. I must improve my acting skills, or the scandals will increase and I won’t be able to explain them."

Anna couldn’t wait for her to have more topics that people talked about; the constant attention is good, isn’t it? As for what others say, she never cared anyway.

"Since when did you start caring about these things?"

"That’s not the point, Anna. If my acting skills improve, naturally, there will be more topics. It’s only beneficial for the company, you should understand this logic."

Anna didn’t agree with this suggestion, and Quinn Lockwood could only wait with hope for Anna’s response.

She seed to make so sense, but Anna frowned, "It’s not that I don’t want to help you. You know, if you openly enroll in a tutoring class, everyone will know your acting isn’t good, and then even if it improves, what’s the point?"

As a manager, she must have a long-term vision.

Furthermore, considering Savannah Lowell’s personality, it’s better to avoid trouble than deal with it, lest anything goes wrong and she has to clean up the ss.

Yeah, if everyone knew that her acting wasn’t good, even if it improved through tutoring, what’s the point?

It dawned on Quinn Lockwood that she was too eager for imdiate success and had forgotten about this aspect of the stakes.

"Do you have any other solutions?"

Anna thought for a mont and shook her head, "I can’t think of anything yet, you’ll have to figure it out yourself."

After hanging up, it seed that enrolling in an acting class wouldn’t work. Is there a way to improve her acting skills without anyone finding out? Quinn Lockwood stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Then, she suddenly rembered that many people paid for online study courses when they didn’t want to attend classes back at school. She could simply enroll in an online performance class herself.

This way, it would be convenient and unnoticed by others.

Checking on her phone, she found that the current best performance class was run by the city’s famous performing artist, Wendy Sherman.

Quinn Lockwood had heard of this teacher before. She was known for being low-profile and intelligent, and many celebrities had been her students. Without a second thought, she enrolled.

From then on, besides filming, whenever she had free ti, Quinn Lockwood stayed in her bedroom watching videos to learn acting. Every ti the teacher demonstrated, she followed along.

After each class ended, she constantly practiced a movent, expression, and dialogue, repeating them in front of the mirror until she was satisfied.

Elias Sinclair watched every day as Quinn Lockwood moved in and out, locking herself in the bedroom except for going out to film. Initially, he thought she was playing so ga of fasting, but it turned out she was eating regularly.

Tonight, Elias Sinclair was sitting in the study handling work when suddenly, a burst of swearing ca from Quinn Lockwood’s room next door.

"It’s clearly your fault, how can you bla soone else for it?"

This woman was up to sothing again; Elias Sinclair rolled his eyes.

"Don’t leave, don’t abandon us."

Just as Elias Sinclair settled down, the noise from the next door disrupted his thoughts again. Damn it, what on earth was this woman up to?

Unable to bear it any longer, Elias Sinclair stood up, ready to give Savannah Lowell so warning.

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang at an untily mont, and Elias Sinclair helplessly returned.

"Did you see the news?"

The mont he answered the call, he heard Joyce Krar’s anxious voice on the other end.

"What news?" Elias Sinclair frowned. Could it be sothing happened in the company, or is it related to that woman?

He instinctively glanced at the room next door.

"It just ca out, check online yourself."

Apparently, Elias Sinclair didn’t know yet, and sohow, Joyce Krar was a little happy. She wasn’t the type to be jealous, but anything detrintal to Elias Sinclair would provoke her defensive response.

Savannah Lowell had repeatedly pushed Elias Sinclair into the lilight, bearing the pressure of public opinion. Although it didn’t pose much of a threat to Elias Sinclair, generally speaking, it’s better to have less than more trouble; doing this would distract Elias Sinclair.

So anything Elias Sinclair didn’t like, Joyce Krar wouldn’t like either.

Understanding Elias Sinclair, she knew the news that followed would put Savannah Lowell in a bad spot, and she naturally felt happy thinking about it.

Hearing this, Elias Sinclair opened the real-ti news, and indeed, a headline popped up: Savannah Lowell resorted to any ans to get pregnant with President Sinclair’s child, intending to marry up through forced marriage.

For the second ti, Elias Sinclair’s face gradually showed anger, wave after wave of trouble.

No wonder that woman didn’t explain the previous news, nor talked about clarifications. It seems it was all a setup for today’s second exposure.

This kind of sche made him even more disgusted.

"Are you okay, President Sinclair?"

With no movent from the other end for a while, Joyce Krar knew Elias Sinclair must be very angry at the mont; he hated when people made the sa mistakes again and again.

Making a mistake is not scary; the important thing is knowing one’s mistake and correcting it. He mustn’t let people take inch after inch — that’s Elias Sinclair’s principle and bottom line.

But Savannah Lowell had repeatedly tugged at the line of danger that he was powerless to help anymore.

As expected, Elias Sinclair angrily hung up the phone. Savannah Lowell, do you want to die? Once, twice is enough; it seems he has been too lenient with her.

Elias Sinclair thought as he made his way to Quinn Lockwood’s room.