CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: NARROW ENCOUNTER ON A TIGHT ROAD

The person she should be most grateful to for today’s achievements is Mrs. Wendy Sherman. If it weren’t for her teaching her so many acting skills, she wouldn’t have been able to channel her hatred for Ariana Lynch calmly, so she felt she should express her gratitude.

Quinn Lockwood has gained some fame now, and to avoid unnecessary trouble on the road, she didn’t drive herself but dressed discreetly and hailed a taxi.

Arriving at Wendy Sherman’s residence, Quinn felt a bit excited and carefully pressed the doorbell.

Soon, a maid came out, and Quinn politely said, "I’m here to visit Mr. Sherman."

The maid, upon seeing Quinn, immediately smiled and opened the door, "Miss Lowell, how thoughtful of you. No wonder the madam likes you so much and often praises you in front of us."

Quinn was a regular guest here. When she was studying here before, the household staff knew her well, and they got along nicely. Wendy Sherman’s fondness for her meant there was no need to announce her arrival.

"Madam, Miss Lowell is here."

The maid led Quinn to the living room and informed her with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wendy Sherman was delighted, immediately got up from the sofa in the reception room, adjusted her shawl, and walked toward Quinn.

"It’s really you! Why didn’t you let me know before coming, child?"

Quinn leisurely raised the gift box in her hand and coquettishly said, "I wanted to surprise you. These are pastries I made myself; have a taste later."

Wendy Sherman pouted, pretending to be angry, "You, you, always bribing me with things you know I like."

Quinn sheepishly scratched her head.

"But I heard your new drama received great feedback. I always said you’d have a bright future."

While speaking, Wendy Sherman led Quinn to the reception room. It wasn’t proper for the host to speak while standing in the living room.

"I owe it all to your guidance. I came specially to thank you this time."

Quinn said with a smile, then followed Wendy Sherman into the reception room.

"No need for such formality with me, have a seat." Wendy Sherman waved her hand, signaling Quinn to sit down.

Quinn didn’t refuse politely, nodded slightly, and then took a seat, unexpectedly seeing a familiar face across from her.

Quinn’s pupils instantly widened, Elias Sinclair? What is he doing here?

She frowned, never expecting that Elias also knew Wendy Sherman, feeling a bit at a loss for a moment.

Elias was watching Quinn with interest. To run into her everywhere, he really didn’t know what kind of fate this was.

But listening to their conversation, could it be she studied with Mr. Sherman before?

"I’ll go get you some coffee." After settling Quinn, Wendy Sherman was about to turn and leave.

Recently, a friend had just brought back some premium coffee beans from Italica, and she wanted to brew a cup herself for Quinn and Elias to taste.

No, no, she couldn’t stay any longer.

"No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Sherman. I just remembered I have something with the film crew, so I’ll head out first." Quinn immediately stood up and stopped Wendy Sherman, preparing to leave.

"Why so rushed? Stay for a meal, or else, are you not even giving your teacher this bit of face?" Wendy Sherman feigned anger and said.

"No, it’s just..."

Quinn hesitated, caught in a dilemma, unsure of how to express it.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to accompany Wendy Sherman, she just really didn’t want to be under the same roof as Elias Sinclair, feeling conflicted.

"To my knowledge, today your new drama premiered, and the crew isn’t working." Just then, a deep voice sounded, and Quinn glared at Elias in displeasure. Why poke holes in her story?

But on second thought, he was one of the investors in the drama, so of course, he would know the crew’s schedule.

Yet with his statement, she couldn’t leave now. Quinn silently rolled her eyes at him.

Elias leaned back on the sofa, sipping his coffee casually.

The excuse she gave was too clumsy, and now wasn’t she just slapping her own face?

"Savannah, what’s going on?" Wendy Sherman inquired, puzzled.

"This... must be my mistake. There have been so many things going on in the crew recently, it’s been overwhelming for me."

Quinn chuckled awkwardly, her voice lacking confidence, clearly feeling guilty since she wasn’t good at lying.

"Child, since that’s the case, have a meal before leaving." Wendy Sherman invited again, and Quinn found it hard to refuse, so she nodded, "Alright."

Elias gave Quinn a meaningful look, the corners of his mouth lifting into a faint smile.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you to each other. Savannah, this is Elias, the heir to The Sinclair Group."

Due to the hidden marriage, Wendy Sherman didn’t know about the relationship between Quinn and Elias, thinking they had never met, she enthusiastically introduced them.

After introducing Elias, she added, "This is my student, Savannah Lowell, currently developing her career in showbiz."

Quinn froze in embarrassment, not wanting to admit she knew Elias, but since he had already exposed the crew matter, continuing to hide it seemed pointless.

"Hello, Mr. Sinclair. Nice to see you again."

Quinn nodded slightly at Elias, her eyes without much emotion, as if he truly was a stranger.

Seeing this, Elias paused for a moment, then deliberately responded politely, "I didn’t expect to meet you here."

Since she wanted to act, he’d play along. After all, he didn’t want to acknowledge their relationship either.

"You know each other?"

Wendy Sherman raised her brow in confusion upon hearing this.

Based on their earlier words, they seemed to have met before, but weren’t well acquainted.

"She is..."

"Mr. Sinclair is one of the investors in my new drama." Just as Elias was about to speak, Quinn quickly interrupted, fearing he might reveal something.

Elias slightly frowned but had no choice but to swallow his words.

However, this woman was becoming more interesting. He wondered how long she could continue pretending.

"Oh, that’s it. I was wondering why Elias seemed so familiar with matters in your crew just now."

Wendy Sherman nodded in sudden realization, then complained, "Ah, you two didn’t inform me, I thought you weren’t acquainted and ended up introducing you to each other."

Saying this, Wendy Sherman couldn’t help but laugh, seeing the mess she had accidentally created.

"It’s okay, Mr. Sherman. I just didn’t expect Mr. Sinclair to be here." Quinn looked at Elias with interest, as if waiting for his explanation.

She didn’t believe he’d visit a veteran in the entertainment industry just for a project.

"Actually, Elias’s grandfather and I are quite close, and I’ve watched Elias grow up, so when he’s free, he comes over to keep me company."

Seeing Quinn’s misunderstanding, Wendy Sherman quickly explained with a smile.

So that’s it, Quinn nodded, realizing there was a deeper connection between Mr. Sherman and Grandpa Sinclair.

Thinking of Grandpa Sinclair, Quinn couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty, having left without saying goodbye then, not knowing how he was now.