Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 307: The True Master Reveals Himself

It must be because that day he was... too provocative, and I’ve been holding a grudge in my heart ever since.

"Is that so? I heard that before, Savannah, you seed to have a special liking for Mr. Sinclair from The Sinclair Group. Do you not like that type of corporate elite?" another host asked.

Quinn Lockwood’s hand holding the microphone trembled slightly, then she gently shook her head and smiled, seemingly with a touch of self-mockery, and said, "Mr. Sinclair is indeed very charming."

"In the past, all those ridiculous behaviors were due to my immaturity and youthful impulsiveness. Seeing many girls like Mr. Sinclair, I also thought about pursuing him, always feeling that if I could win over Mr. Sinclair, I would be the most charming one among all the girls."

"Yes, that’s exactly what I thought, how ridiculous, right?" Quinn lightly laughed, covering her mouth, with a sowhat nostalgic feeling of youth.

In the audience, the distinguished and stern boss’s aura suddenly dropped, his eyes slightly narrowed with hints of anger.

"So that’s how it is, truly young and reckless! For a mont, I was worried for the tiramisu CP fans, thinking Savannah had already set her heart on soone."

Just as the host finished speaking, a man dressed in a custom-made black suit, exuding a cold and noble presence, walked with long strides straight onto the stage.

"No, no, I..." Quinn vaguely heard so unusual calls from the audience. Just as she continued to explain, the microphone in her hand was snatched away from behind.

"Savannah Lowell, once you’re done recording, hurry back. Grandfather wants you to co ho for dinner tonight." The man, although smiling slightly, had a voice that was low and husky, as if the words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

Returning the conversation to a stunned Quinn, Elias Sinclair ignored her shocked gaze and directly turned to walk off the stage.

"Oh my god, it’s really Mr. Sinclair himself, he’s so handso!" The audience erupted.

The live comnts went wild as well.

Even the seasoned hosts were stunned for a long ti until the music group teachers promptly played a piece of soothing music, allowing the two hosts to regain their composure.

What a fortune in this life to be able to stand on the sa stage with Mr. Sinclair.

Even if it was only for a few seconds, it was enough for them to brag about!

"Banquet, banquet, supporting banquet, handso n and beautiful won, equal in status!" The audience and netizens raised the flag for the banquet CP, chanting slogans created by the banquet fans.

Quinn Lockwood bit her lip, montarily unable to react. In the shortest ti, she sorted out her thoughts and quickly stood up from the chair.

"Everyone, don’t misunderstand, Mr. Sinclair and I are very good friends. My father and The Sinclair Group have always had many collaborations. Tonight, the Sinclair Family’s grandfather invited my father over."

"Just now, Mr. Sinclair should have been conveying a ssage from the Sinclair Family’s grandfather and my father to , not what everyone is thinking." Quinn quickly explained. Although she seed composed and calm, the content of her explanation seed to complicate matters further.

"Ah, ah, ah, they’ve t the parents!" The fangirls below almost hugged each other, stomping their feet in excitent, nearly jumping with joy.

Quinn Lockwood’s face was almost covered in black lines, wishing she could imdiately get off the stage to question Elias Sinclair.

This man’s behavior is truly unfathomable!

What on earth is he trying to do?

Quinn Lockwood forced down a surge of anger in her heart, maintaining an elegantly calm smile.

"I’ve heard for a long ti that the Sinclair Family and the Lowell Family have many collaborations in the business world, so Savannah, your relationship with Mr. Sinclair is quite familiar, right?" The host made a gesture to lower the voice to the audience, tily changing the question content to save the situation.

"Yes, that’s right. Moreover, my agency has received investnts from The Sinclair Group, and we have always maintained a partnership." Quinn nodded. The spotlight on the stage focused on her, making her clear almond eyes even brighter, as if they were dotted with starlight.

Finally, after calming the audience’s emotions, the recording of the show gradually drew to a close.

As soon as the live broadcast ended, Quinn Lockwood hurried backstage.

Darn it, she had to ask Elias Sinclair what exactly he ant by that, did he not think she had enough scandals already?

Picking up her phone, she dialed Elias Sinclair’s number. The mont it connected, Quinn didn’t bother with pleasantries and directly asked in a deep voice, "Elias Sinclair, what was that just now?"

"Did you do it on purpose, you knew." Just as the fire in Quinn’s heart was about to burst, she was gently enveloped from behind.

"I did it on purpose." Snatching away the woman’s phone to hang up, Elias Sinclair slightly curved his lips, pulling Quinn to face him.

With long, fair hands, he gently smoothed the stray hair by Quinn’s ear, then placed his hand on her shoulder, preventing her from struggling.

Mikael, seeing Quinn leave without saying a word, felt sothing was amiss and started searching for her everywhere.

As he entered backstage, he indeed saw Quinn, but not the scene he expected to see.

"Savannah, you two..." Mikael frowned, looking at the intimate actions of Elias Sinclair and Quinn. His heart instantly sank.

Upon hearing Mikael’s voice, Quinn turned abruptly, seemingly flustered and lost.

"No, Mikael, it’s not what you think. I have nothing to do with him." Quinn hurriedly shook her head, not wanting her relationship with Elias Sinclair to be known outside, as that would definitely disrupt her revenge plan.

Seeing Quinn desperately clarify her relationship with him, the man’s brows instantly covered with a layer of ice.

"No relation?" The man squinted his eyes dangerously, raising his hand to encircle Quinn’s waist, hugging her tightly from behind.

"Do you think I’d casually hold a woman who has nothing to do with ?" The man lifted his eyes, slightly curling his lips, looking provocatively at Mikael and asked.

"That’s enough." Quinn forcefully broke free from Elias Sinclair’s arms and ran a few steps towards Mikael, explaining anxiously, "Mikael, please don’t misunderstand, there’s nothing between us, you have to believe ."

Mikael stepped forward wanting to pull Quinn to him, his heart had already made up the answer for himself: no matter what Quinn said, he would choose to believe her.

"Savannah Lowell." The man gritted his teeth, forcing out the three words, then quickly stepped forward to pull Quinn back, with long hands cupping her face.

The fair, handso face was tinged with a light red from anger, and there seed to be small flas flickering in the deep eyes.

Leaning down, he covered the woman’s soft lips, Elias Sinclair dominantly pried open Quinn’s teeth, claiming dominance as he licked and sucked on Quinn’s sweet tongue.