But the next morning, a strange woman showed up at the house. Well, not entirely a stranger—it was Helen Wallace, The Great Demon King Quincy's personal bodyguard, the same position Claire's sister had held before she died.
Helen Wallace leaned lazily against the wall, arms crossed, and said with a grin, "Sister-in-law, my brother assigned me to you. I'll be your 24/7 protection from now on."
Claire Sinclair: "..."
Faye Dean couldn't help but ask, "Claire, who is she?"
Claire Sinclair whispered, "Mr. Quincy's personal bodyguard. Or, you could say, his gofer."
"Oh, I see," Faye Dean said, nodding in understanding.
Helen Wallace glanced from Faye Dean's face to her small baby bump and frowned. "You're pregnant too?"
Faye Dean nodded.
Helen Wallace looked horrified. "Don't tell me it's my brother's kid, too!"
Faye Dean: "..."
Claire Sinclair: "..."
'I can't even with her wild imagination.'
