As soon as she heard about learning English, Claire Sinclair immediately refused. "Diplomatic English is too hard. I can't be bothered to learn. And I don't want to get involved in your business, so don't drag me into this."
Adrian Quincy made a meaningful remark. "This ship of mine won't be docked for long. You'd better get on board soon."
"..." 'That didn't sound like his usual cynical advice. It sounded a bit profound.'
Claire Sinclair didn't understand his cryptic way of talking and had no idea how to respond, so she simply fell silent.
The car drove on, eventually stopping near Astoria Tower.
Claire Sinclair was about to get out and leave when Adrian Quincy called out to her. "Hang on."
"Is there something you need, Mr. Quincy?"
Adrian Quincy didn't answer. He got out, walked to the back of the car, opened the rear door, and climbed in.
