Claire Sinclair smiled and turned to the silent, stoic man. "Mr. Quincy, what brings you here all of a sudden?"
Adrian Quincy lowered his gaze to meet hers. "You were gone for a while. I was worried you'd gotten drunk, so I came to check on you."
"I told you I wouldn't drink too much," Claire Sinclair mumbled.
Adrian Quincy slowly raised his hand and pinched her cheek. "I was worried you couldn't control yourself."
Claire Sinclair: "..."
Watching their intimate display from the side, Cecily Taylor was already seething with a towering rage.
'That damn bitch. She must be putting on an act for me on purpose. She's trying to humiliate me!'
'Damn it!'
Just then, Aiden Howkins emerged with his men. In their midst were several people in handcuffs.
