From a corner of the room, Joel Quincy, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly asked.
Joel Quincy's temples were solid white—he definitely didn't have this much gray at the last symposium.
But it had only been half a month, and the gray seemed to have taken over.
Chloe Sinclair frowned instinctively. Instead of answering Joel Quincy, she said, "You should try to get more rest. The research can wait; it'll get done eventually."
Joel Quincy was taken aback. He stared at the earnest young woman across from him.
He stared at Chloe Sinclair without blinking, his deep-set eyes seeming to question why she would say that.
The next moment, however, Chloe Sinclair explained, "It's just... you didn't seem to have so much gray hair the last time I saw you."
