Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 394: New Drama Supervisor

The production cycle is relatively complex and long, from writing to filming, it’s definitely not going to be less than a million.

Quinn Lockwood felt warm and touched inside, but still shook her head.

"No, I don’t have that many requirents for the script. Sharon is already arranging so schedules for , and I’m looking at a few projects from different production teams."

Quinn felt that compared to developing herself steadily, the urgent matter now was to solve the issue with Ariana Lynch.

Since she wanted revenge, she had no choice but to give up so things.

As the saying goes, you can’t have your cake and eat it too. She was never a greedy person; it’s enough to choose just one thing.

Elias Sinclair saw Quinn’s serious expression, and then noticed the stack of thick folders on her desk; his eyes gradually beca deep and pensive.

She’s certainly not looking to rely on anyone completely.

Elias knew Quinn was strong and independent, and if he insisted on investing in her, she would definitely refuse.

"Alright, let’s go with your choice. I’ll co pick you up after work tonight. I need to head back to the office to handle so affairs, so I’ll go ahead." Elias glanced sideways at Quinn’s cheek, seemingly reluctant to leave.

His thin lips slightly pursed, as if about to do sothing, but just as he was about to act, Quinn suddenly turned her head, and her nose happened to touch the man’s lips, which were a bit cool.

Elias didn’t give Quinn the chance to react; his lips moved slightly downward, gently brushing against her rosy lips.

"Alright, I’m leaving now." His lips curved into a slight arc; he stood up and gently stroked Quinn’s hair before walking away.

Quinn’s fingertip lightly touched her lips, looking towards the door direction, feeling her heartbeat slightly accelerate.

That was... so weird.

Quinn made a half-fist with her hand against her chest, feeling that indescribable and peculiar sensation within.

Is it a bit... sweet?

After calming down a bit, Quinn began inquiring about the new drama. She learned from the director and producer that the drama is a slightly altered IP fantasy series.

It tells the story of love and hatred, happening in a place called Valley of the Wind Chi Orchid within the semi-immortal realm.

The director’s eyes lit up instantly when he heard Quinn express her interest in the script.

With both the daughters of the Lockwood and Su families acting in this drama, it’s bound to beco popular, right?

The production team inford Quinn that the drama is invested by The Lockwood Group, and the manager responsible is Jonah Hansen.

After hanging up the phone, Quinn wasted no ti and asked Sharon Shaw to prepare the contract, and to cancel so conflicting schedules with the filming of this drama.

Sharon felt quite troubled; the activities clashing with the shooting schedule were nurous, and each one seed pretty important.

After several unsuccessful attempts to persuade her, Sharon returned to her office, looking distressed, trying to figure out how best to arrange the remaining events.

The next day, Elias Sinclair heard that Quinn was going to act in the drama invested by The Lockwood Group and in a supporting role, which made his face turn cold.

This woman refused his custom-made script, bypassed a bunch of good resources, and yet decided to take a supporting role.

He looked at the announcent from Wind Chi Productions on X, a deep expression crossing his brows, unable to fully grasp Quinn’s intentions.

anwhile, Quinn took the contract straight to The Lockwood Group to et with the drama’s manager, Jonah Hansen.

"Jonah Hansen? You really are in charge of this drama, that’s great." Quinn said as she was led to Jonah’s office by The Lockwood Group’s assistant. She was taken aback for a mont after pushing the door open but then smiled.

Jonah Hansen’s once dull eyes lit up with color as soon as he saw Quinn enter.

"Savannah, long ti no see, co sit." Jonah stood up from his chair, stepping forward to take Quinn’s arm and lead her to the sofa.

Although Quinn felt deeply annoyed inside, she extended her hand to Jonah, gently taking his arm and sitting down beside him on the sofa.

"I ca because I knew you were responsible for this drama. You’re really sothing, not even asking to act." Quinn pouted, playfully admonishing Jonah, her captivating eyes shimring invitingly, like they were subrged in water.

Jonah’s heart tingled with Quinn’s sweet tone and alluring gaze, feeling his hand subtly being touched by her soft hand, inexplicably ticklish.

"It’s not that I didn’t ask you to act; I was worried you were too busy lately or maybe... maybe you felt the script wasn’t suitable for you." Jonah’s gaze fixed directly on Quinn, his peripheral vision subtly sweeping over her fair thighs.

Quinn sensed Jonah’s stare and subtly shifted her sitting position, crossing her legs, appearing even more slender and fair from Jonah’s angle.

Jonah’s Adam’s apple moved unnaturally; he seed sowhat uncomfortable, raising his hand to pull at the collar of his shirt.

"Jonah Hansen, do you think I’m soone with high expectations? Is that how Savannah seems in your mind?" Quinn sensed the insinuation in Jonah’s words, assuming he thought she was too popular to consider their script.

Quinn’s voice was sweet and tender, her large dark eyes blinking, seemingly able to produce water, tempting others to get lost within them.

Jonah felt his body weakening, wanting to take Quinn into his arms and ravish her, yet aware they were in The Lockwood Group’s office, although exciting, but...

Jonah did not want to rush things.

Quinn eyed Jonah, noticing the flare in his previously dark eyes, her lips curling into a mocking smile.

Jonah Hansen, you’re just a scoundrel who can’t change.

"How could it be? In my heart, you..."

"You are definitely not that kind of person." Jonah lightly pursed his lips, wanting to express what Quinn ant to him, but suddenly switched his words.

He wanted to wait for the perfect mont to express it.

The romantic atmosphere combined with ambiguous words easily makes girls emotionally invested and captivated.

Jonah looked at Quinn’s beautiful and gentle face, increasingly envying Elias Sinclair.

Having such a terrestrial beauty by his side every night.

Tsk tsk, who wouldn’t entwine with her till death!

Quinn slightly inclined her body towards Jonah, when she suddenly noticed a white female figure outside the window.

She knew who it was even with her eyes closed.

Quinn leaned closer, a gentle curve forming at her lips, as she placed her small hand on Jonah’s leg.