Chapter 1372

Frightened, the front desk receptionist promptly called for security.

At the same time, Quinn stopped Sam while cordially apologizing to the front desk receptionist.

With that, both of them were forced to leave, and Sam kicked on the pavement when he arrived outside, clearly furious.

Quinn was certainly frustrated as well. Damian could have at least met them once when they visited them earnestly over for days, but he never showed up at all.

“We’re leaving.” Sam suddenly strode off.

Quinn quickly hurried after him. “Calm down, Sam. We can’t give up, or there won’t be any hope left-“

He suddenly stopped. “Who said we’re giving up?!”

Quinn was running too quickly to stop in time, and her face slammed squarely into Sam’s back.

His body was very stiff, and it hurt her nose so much she could not stop the tears.

When Sam turned to find her clutching her nose and in tears, he asked nervously, “What’s wrong?

Does it hurt?”

Quinn quickly shook her head, but Sam pried her hand off.” Let me see. Are you bleeding?”

Her small nose and eyes were reddish, and she looked quite miserable.

Sam’s fingers against her neck as he snorted. “It’s your fault for not watching where you’re going. You should feel lucky you’ve never done your nose or it’d be deformed by now!”

Quinn bit her lip-he was the one who stopped out of the blue!

As she glared at him, he suddenly nodded in apology. “Yeah, my bad. I’m sorry.”

Quinn was stunned-did he just give in?! He was the type who would rather bleed than yield!

Feeling embarrassed from her stare, Sam quickly changed the subject. “Let’s find Damian Craig at his home.”

“What?”

“If he’s not coming to work, we’ll look for him at home. If he’s not home, we’ll look for him in his office. I doubt we’d never reach him,” Sam growled through his teeth.

“Yeah.” Quinn agreed right away.

She was convinced for a second that Sam had given up, since he had always been that impatient and was persistently shown the door for days now.

“Well, do you know where he lives?” Quinn asked.

“No, but we can ask,” Sam replied.

“How?” Quinn was confused.

“Let’s have lunch for now. We’ve been waiting since this morning, and I’m starving.” Sam did answer directly.

Quinn did not complain. Even their sleep schedule was a mess just from waiting for Damian, and she seemed to realize that she was hungry after Sam mentioned it.

“Come on,” Sam said as he walked ahead.

However, he stopped again after he walked a few steps, startling Quinn who almost ran into him again.

Still, she watched, stunned as he suddenly reached out to take her hand.