Quinn Lockwood and Elias Sinclair lived under the same roof, in such an intimate relationship, yet it felt as if they were worlds apart.
She remembered when she first was reborn into this body, her relationship with Elias was this kind of distant cooperation.
It was only through collaboration on endorsements that they could maintain contact and communication.
"What’s up, Sharon?" Quinn opened her eyes to check the time and address on the invitation, only to find Sharon Shaw still standing beside her, her gaze deep and contemplative, as if she had something to say to Quinn.
"Nothing, nothing, I’ll just go prepare for tomorrow’s press conference for you."
"I’ve ordered succulent’s mackerel soup for you, and crispy delicious foil-wrapped pork too, it’ll be here soon." Sharon winked at Quinn, as playful and cute as always.
Actually, she felt quite sorry for Quinn.
Sharon sometimes had an inexplicable feeling towards Quinn, as if they had been best friends for years; often Quinn didn’t need to say anything, just a simple glance or action, and Sharon could understand her meaning.
Quinn looked at Sharon standing beside her, her crescent-moon eyes still curved, carrying a sense of ease and delight, making anyone who looked at them feel at ease, as if their mood would also improve.
Fortunately, in this somewhat oppressive day, there was Sharon to help her handle the bad things happening within the company.
Not long after Sharon left, dinner was delivered, but Quinn didn’t have much appetite; she only ate a little before continuing with the tasks for the new artists under her wing.
The next evening, Quinn appeared punctually at the launch event for the Sinclair Group’s new product.
She wore a pure black off-shoulder gown, with a slender waist adorned by a light blue sheer silk ribbon, adding a touch of calm and pleasantness amid the mysterious and noble black.
The woman’s complexion was fair and beautiful, with a delicate and petite nose above lips as red and vibrant as blooming roses.
But those brilliant apricot eyes were so dim, like they were a deep abyss.
Quinn scanned the launch event site, as if looking for someone.
But she never found them.
"Good evening, ma’am."
The Sinclair Group employees greeted Quinn with customary politeness, and she responded with a gentle smile to each.
She felt as though some strange glances were directed at her.
"Savannah." Just as Quinn was feeling increasingly uneasy, Cameron Grant softly called her from behind.
"Brother, you’re here." Quinn turned around, for some reason, at the moment she saw Cameron, she felt a sudden calm.
Perhaps it was because there was at least one familiar face in this vast launch hall.
Quinn and Cameron stood together, as some high-status executives and shareholders came over to exchange polite greetings.
Just as Quinn was feeling a bit noisy, the banquet hall suddenly quieted down, and people began to move in one direction, forming a row.
Quinn followed the sound and saw Elias Sinclair in a high-quality custom-tailored black suit, his figure as tall and upright as ever, his expression as cold and unperturbed as usual.
Quinn’s eyes briefly lit up when she saw Elias, but soon grew dim again.
Because accompanying him was Melody Shepherd, in a pure white slit gown, complementing Elias’s suit perfectly.
She smiled lightly and nodded to the shareholders greeting Elias, exuding the air of an elegant and noble hostess.
Quinn’s hand at her side clenched tightly.
She pressed her lips together tightly, a part of her heart twisting, yet her face maintained an expression of calm detachment.
"Brother, let’s go check over that way, it looks like there are some desserts." Quinn redirected her gaze, turning toward Cameron to avoid catching sight of Elias.
All she wanted now was to quickly leave this place.
The bitterness and jealousy in her heart were about to overwhelm her.
She wanted to escape...
"Sure, okay." Cameron didn’t notice Quinn’s odd demeanor. Content orıginally comes from novel_fіre.net
His eyes were clear and bright, radiating a charmingly gentle hue.
Hearing Quinn wanted to go find dessert made him think she was no longer bothered by the rumors, and he felt reassured.
"Let’s buy some pastries for Sharon when we head back after the launch." Quinn casually chatted with Cameron as she walked to the other side of the banquet hall, as if she hadn’t even seen Elias.
Meanwhile, Elias and Melody stood together at the center of the venue, though lots of shareholders surrounded him, reporting on the product launch’s progress, his expression grew darker and more intense.
His peripheral vision constantly tracked Quinn, his demeanor cold and dangerous, with black turmoil in his eyes threatening to overflow.
The fact that this woman was completely ignoring him now.
His long, narrow eyes narrowed menacingly, his gaze frosty, and his voice chilling enough to send shivers down one’s spine: "Report the product matters to Kevin later."
"Let’s go over there." Elias glanced at Melody, gesturing for her to follow, then began striding toward where Quinn was standing.
He halted not far from where Quinn stood, by a champagne rack, casually picking up a drink.
The shareholders and employees who had just been reporting to Elias knew of Melody’s past relationship with their boss.
And they noticed how their current boss, Quinn, hadn’t spoken to Elias since the party began.
Employees couldn’t help but start whispering: "Why aren’t the boss and his wife together for this official event? Shouldn’t they be side by side? Why is it Melody Shepherd here?"
"Who knows? Before they were public, his partner was always madam. Suddenly they’re apart, and look at Melody, her whole attire, even her demeanor is as graceful as a legitimate hostess."
The old employees’ voiced discussions were not too loud, but loud enough for Quinn to hear them as she faced the window, pretending to look at the moon.
Both she and Cameron heard them.
Quinn’s smile froze on her face.