Babel Novel
Chapter 912
Kyle drove her back to Regal Riverside.
Quinn was glued to her phone, scrolling through Maya's account and watching all her videos. There were short dramas and single clips, each with tons of likes. Fans clearly loved their duo.
No wonder Maya was so arrogant in Group Three. Actually, she was arrogant in the whole New Media Department.
Quinn thought it would be a nightmare if she ended up as Maya's assistant.
Lost in thought, Quinn didn't realize they had arrived.
She got out of the car and walked into the villa, spotting Alexander reading a newspaper on the sofa.
He was in a black shirt, collar unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, lounging casually.
Quinn ignored him and headed upstairs, but he called out, "How was your work today?"
She paused and looked back. "Weren't you there? You already know."
Alexander put down the newspaper and walked over, stopping just a step away. He looked her up and down.
"Are you mad because I didn't let you shoot a video??" he asked.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
"Why would I be mad? Now everyone thinks you went to support Maya. Thanks to you, I'm about to become her assistant," Quinn snapped. Alexander chuckled. "Are youealous?"
Quinn glared at him. "You're overthinking it."
She turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
He was strong, and she stumbled into his arms. Before she could break free, he wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her tight.
He lowered his head slightly, meeting her eyes.
"If that's the case, then what are you angry about?" he asked in a low, magnetic voice.
Quinn frowned and pushed him. "Let go of me!"
"If you don't want to see her, just replace her," Alexander said casually.
Quinn struggled but couldn't break free. She glared up at him. "Let go of me first!"
His eyes darkened, and he pinched her chin. "Do you hate me that much now?"
Quinn turned her head away. "You know it."
He chuckled, gently caressing her cheek and tucking her hair behind her ear. "What should I do then?"
Quinn pressed her lips together, staying silent.
She knew arguing was pointless. Alexander wouldn't let her go, and it would only make him mad.
When he got mad, he went crazy.
And when he went crazy, who knew what he'd do.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go," Alexander finally said. He released her and held her hand instead. He then pulled her hand, leading her to the dining room. Following behind him, Quinn suddenly said, "Can you stop coming to our department in the future?"