Claire Sinclair remembered the name Zifeng. He had treated her fever some time ago, but she hadn't seen him since it broke.
'It seems they have their own circle, don't they?'
It was only when Claire Sinclair realized this that she discovered she wasn't part of their circle at all. No wonder none of them could accept her.
'Thankfully, we're about to part ways. I won't have to feel insecure over this nonsense anymore.'
Claire Sinclair slowly closed her eyes, shutting herself away in her own little world, not wanting any contact with her surroundings.
She drifted off to sleep without realizing it.
Adrian Quincy seized the opportunity to pull her into his arms. He held her carefully, greedily savoring the feeling of having her.
The car gradually slowed down, finally stopping at the entrance of The Caspian International Grand Hotel.
Claire Sinclair hadn't woken up yet, and Adrian Quincy couldn't bring himself to wake her, so he just sat there without moving.
