Claire Sinclair: Alright, we both know the deal. Don't mess this up. Be careful.
Theo Rhodes: By the way, Master, I'm thinking of changing my number after this. How would I contact you then?
Claire Sinclair subconsciously glanced at her watch. It looked like she would have to ask Mr. Quincy for help.
Claire Sinclair: I'll send you a little something in a couple of days. Tomorrow, stick to the plan.
Theo Rhodes: Okay, Master. Good night.
Claire Sinclair let out a soft breath. Just as she was about to message The Great Demon King Quincy to ask if he was coming home tonight, the door suddenly opened.
A distinguished figure walked in from outside, carrying an intimidating aura that seemed to drop the room's temperature by several degrees.
Claire Sinclair's heart leaped with joy. She stood up and went to greet him. "I was just about to ask if you were coming home tonight!"
