Chapter 659 Listen To Me, Go Home First

After hugging the person in his arms tightly for a while and hearing that her sobs began to fade away, Zayn forced himself to push Lindsey away. "I still have things to do." Zayn looked at Lindsey's misty eyes. His voice was deep as he suppressed all the emotions in his eyes. "Listen to me, go home first, okay?" In the end, he still could not help but be gentle with her. Quentin watched from the side and secretly thought, ‘Zayn probably used up all his niceness with Lindsey, that’s why he’s always so cold to us.’ Lindsey had gone through a roller coaster of emotions, so when she heard Zayn's words, she did not think much of it and nodded her head. She felt ashamed for crying like this in front of him, so she took a step back from Zayn’s embrace. Only then did she notice the few people behind Zayn. In that instant, her face turned red and she looked embarrassed. Lindsey hastily wiped away her tears and thought that she probably looked so ugly now. She looked down at her slippers and just wanted to go back in time to beat herself up 30 minutes ago. She should have dressed up, or at least washed up. Her mind was running wild, but in the end, she only managed to say, "Okay." Shaun, who was behind Lindsey, heard Zayn's words and furrowed his eyebrows, looking deep in thought. "Quentin." Zayn suddenly turned to the side and called out. Behind him, Quentin immediately stepped forward. "President." "Send her back." Although Zayn did not say who specifically, it was self-evident. "Madam, I'll send you home," Quentin said to Lindsey. Lindsey's mind was still all over the place, so she did not notice the way Quentin addressed her. She just nodded her head and left after saying goodbye to Shaun. Shaun’s face was glum as he nodded in response. Then, Lindsey told Zayn again, "Take care of yourself." Her eyes were still red and looked so fragile as if she could be blown away by the wind. Zayn could not bear to let her down, so he nodded and said softly, "Okay, don't worry." After Lindsey and Quentin walked far away, Shaun, who had been silent this whole time, spoke in a deep voice, "Zayn Guggenheim, what the hell are you doing?" The person he was questioning just looked down at his watch to check the time. He raised his head. His hair was a bit messy in the morning sea breeze, but it did not affect his handsomeness. Zayn lightly tapped on his watch with an unconcerned expression. "I have some things to settle first. Help me to take care of her." Shaun did not know what Zayn meant by this, but his anger rose from his heart. "You can f*cking take care of your own wife!" Zayn had already turned around and was ready to leave. He stopped walking and looked at Shaun. "She's your sister too!" After that, Zayn walked towards the port that was left in ruins after the fire. Shaun was furious at Zayn. He frowned as he watched Zayn walk away, then looked at his assistant, Grant, who was standing not far away. "Check what the hell is Zayn Guggenheim up to!" He knew that with all the commotion, things could be very serious, but he never expected that Zayn's madness would be far crazier than he thought. Shaun did not leave. A group of police officers soon came out of the port and brought out some defeated people. Among them, Zayn looked particularly different. That was because, among these people, Zayn was the cleanest and looked so out of place with the people around him. The sky was already bright when Quentin parked the car in Lindsey's neighborhood. Lindsey did not get out of the car and looked at Quentin, who was sitting in front. She asked in a soft voice, "What’s going on?" Lindsey had already calmed down during the journey home. She knew that something must have happened that she did not know about. Her eyes were locked on Quentin, which made the man in front of her panic. Quentin's mind sifted through what he should say and what not to say so quickly that he started to sweat. Quentin fidgeted in his seat, but Lindsey suddenly said again, "Quentin, I asked you a question." Somehow, every time Lindsey spoke to him in such a seemingly calm tone, Quentin just felt so pressured. He deliberated for a moment and said, "Ms. Juhl, the President didn’t do anything illegal." This was the same as not telling her anything. Quentin knew full well that Lindsey was just asking about this. Quentin wanted to avoid the topic, but Lindsey did not buy it and wanted to get out of the car. She said, "Then I’ll look for Zayn later and ask him myself." Lindsey had dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep, but her gaze was sharp. Quentin did not dare to let Lindsey look for Zayn. He did not even know where Zayn was at this moment. If Lindsey went over to the police station, it would be a mess, and Zayn would surely skin him alive. At the thought of this, Quentin immediately stopped Lindsey. “Madam, don’t...don’t do that!” Due to his childhood experience, Quentin had always been slick and shrewd. That playful look on his face was particularly irritating. Lindsey did not get out of the car and looked at Quentin, who turned to look at her. "Then tell me the truth." "I’d never lie to you..." Quentin had a bitter face. He let out a long sigh that was so pitiful and dramatic. However, he stole a side glance at Lindsey and found that she was not moved at all. Quentin just felt like an unloved little puppy. "Actually..." Quentin gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word. "It’s nothing really...Ms. Ann asked the President to be the guarantor for a batch of goods that arrived at the port last night, but the supplies ship was found to contain prohibited items after it docked. It just so happened that the President was involved, so he was implicated." After saying that, Quentin was afraid that Lindsey would be more worried and hurriedly said, "Don’t worry, the President already knew that there will be problems with the shipment and wasn’t tricked. Everything’s under control. All of this was already expected, so it’s really fine." Quentin told her the truth and shrank his neck. "You can't tell the President that I told you!" Lindsey nodded absentmindedly. Even though Lindsey would not tell Zayn, Zayn would definitely know that Quentin was the one who told her. "What’s on that ship?" Lindsey asked after digesting everything that Quentin said. Quentin really did not know this time and shook his head. "It's not something good, something our country’s cracking down on." "So, these are all supposed to be Ann's?" Lindsey asked again. Quentin sneered and said, "It belongs to their so-called company."