Claire Sinclair's heart seemed to skip a beat. She desperately wanted to say something but didn't dare speak out of turn. Swallowing her indignation, she did her best to keep her tone level. "Mr. Quincy is outside on the phone. I'll be quiet so you can rest."
Old Master Quincy suddenly asked her, "Do you know what kind of man Adrian is destined to become?"
"The leader of a nation," Claire Sinclair replied bluntly.
Old Master Quincy frowned slightly. "Since you know that, do you think you're qualified to be the First Lady?"
Claire Sinclair answered with almost no hesitation, "No."
"Since you have such self-awareness, why are you still with him?"
"I..." Claire Sinclair was suddenly at a loss for words.
'That's right, why was she clinging to him? She hadn't thought about that question in a long time.'
