"What should I do... um... Elias Sinclair..."
Elias Sinclair’s eyes were somewhat deep, but he made no move, just gazing intently at Quinn Lockwood.
Who had the audacity to drug Quinn Lockwood?
The man’s brows furrowed slightly, contemplating the events surrounding this incident.
Elias Sinclair had never been interested in any woman and would never allow them to get close to him. Even Savannah Lowell was ruthlessly thrown out after entering his room.
But now things were different.
Although she looked exactly like Savannah Lowell, Elias Sinclair felt they weren’t the same person at all.
Even if this thought was absurd.
"Turn back to the villa."
The driver quickly acknowledged and lowered the partition, then turned around and sped towards The Sinclair Residence.
Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair really do seem affectionate with each other.
After the driver parked the car under the residential building, the man straightened his clothes briefly and then carried Quinn Lockwood into the villa.
As soon as he entered, Elias Sinclair saw Grandpa Sinclair sitting in the living room with a stern, cold face, seemingly in a bad mood.
The moment Grandpa Sinclair saw Elias returning, he wanted to get up and question him. However, his initial grim expression changed drastically when he saw Quinn Lockwood in Elias’s arms.
"What happened to Savannah?" Grandpa Sinclair assumed she was hurt, seeing Elias carrying Quinn.
Quinn Lockwood forced herself to lift her head and replied in a low voice to Grandpa Sinclair, "Grandpa, I’m fine." Orıginal content can be found at novel⁂fire.net
"Go upstairs and rest quickly. I’m perfectly fine." Grandpa Sinclair couldn’t hide his smile and hurriedly hobbled towards the door.After a few steps, as if suddenly remembering something, he whispered to a servant behind him, "Hurry and call Nina Sinclair to the back building, and do it quickly."
With that said, Grandpa Sinclair left hurriedly, his pace surprisingly youthful, as if he had no issues with his legs at all.
Almost as soon as Grandpa Sinclair turned around, Elias Sinclair carried Quinn Lockwood briskly upstairs.
It was unclear how much time had passed before Quinn Lockwood, in a daze, finally succumbed to sleep.