Adrian Quincy pulled her into his arms, his tone a little displeased. "I thought you were still mad at Grandpa. I called you, but you didn't pick up, and you didn't reply to my texts."
"Ah, my phone was on silent!" Claire Sinclair suddenly remembered.
Adrian Quincy reached out and pinched her nose. "Still mad at Grandpa?"
Claire Sinclair glanced at him. "If you hadn't come, I would have forgotten all about it."
Adrian Quincy said, "I cleared things up with Grandpa. He knows now that it was Yara slandering you."
Claire Sinclair couldn't help her curiosity. "How could Grandpa believe you so easily?"
"He'll always trust the child he raised a little more." As he spoke, the two of them arrived at The Great Demon King Quincy's private car.
Once in the car, Claire Sinclair immediately snuggled into his arms, feeling a little giddy. "Adrian, did you know? I actually met Grandpa a long, long time ago. Maybe even earlier than my sister did."
