"I see!" Claire Sinclair smiled mischievously. "Mr. Quincy, I get the feeling Faye has a thing for Frank Morgan. If they got together, would you support them?"
Adrian Quincy nodded. "I never interfere in my subordinates' personal lives."
"That's a relief. I truly hope Faye can find her own happiness."
"Kind-hearted people never have trouble finding their Mr. Right."
'Yikes. An unexpected dose of cheesy life advice.'
At that moment, the sun in the west grew dimmer, and the last sliver of red was about to vanish from the horizon.
Claire Sinclair was getting a little sleepy. "Mr. Quincy, I'd like to go back now."
Adrian Quincy took her small hand and led her back to the changing area. Before they separated, he told her, "You're coming back with me tonight."
Unfortunately, he walked into the men's changing room right after saying that, leaving Claire Sinclair to wonder if he meant flying back to Meridia City together or going back to his hotel together.
