Claire Sinclair picked herself up dejectedly. Without a word, she turned and left.
'I'm never coming back to this place again.'
It didn't matter anymore whether they got a divorce or not. In any case, she would never let herself fall for anyone again.
As she watched Claire Sinclair's retreating figure grow smaller, the fire in Nancy Lockwood's heart gradually subsided, and her rationality began to return.
She had been so harsh, kicking Claire Sinclair out like that. She wondered if the girl could handle it.
'Who cares about her. As long as that stupid woman doesn't keep coming around to demand a divorce from Young Master Quincy, it's a huge blessing.'
'Young Master Quincy's career cannot be hindered by anyone!'
...
Claire Sinclair walked for a long time with no destination in mind. She didn't even notice that one of her shoes had fallen off.
