Chapter 698 He Spread Himself Too Thin

Lindsey still had a dumbfounded look on her face that had not receded, but her fingers were already reaching for the document on the table. Her nails were well-manicured with only a thin layer of simple nail polish without any ornaments, which hid the lack of blood underneath. Quentin noticed Lindsey's strange behavior and tilted his head to look at her several times while she read the documents. He noticed Lindsey’s paleness and fatigue that even her makeup could not hide, then asked with some concern, "What's wrong? Why do you look so tired?" "I’m fine." Lindsey moved her neck and was still focused on the document in her hand. She turned a page before she said, "I just didn't sleep well, and I received a weird phone call this morning." "What phone call?" Quentin frowned and his manly eyebrows were raised. He rarely smiled lately. This way, Lindsey could hardly see a hint of his former self. Finally, Lindsey finished reading the document and looked up. It was a good day outside,