Given what she'd just said, anyone with half a brain could figure out what she meant.
Lynn Dawson, still a bit uncertain, probed, "I thought I heard them call you 'Madam' today?"
Claire Sinclair was getting a little impatient with the questions and decided to just get it all out at once. "Lynn, I'm married. Those men are bodyguards my husband hired for me."
Lynn Dawson asked timidly, "Your husband... he isn't the President, is he?"
Claire Sinclair offered a faint smile. "I don't really need to tell you who my husband is, do I?"
Lynn Dawson swallowed hard, not daring to ask any more questions.
Even if Claire Sinclair's husband wasn't the President, a mysterious man who could hire so many bodyguards for her was clearly no ordinary person!
'Looks like I can't afford to get on this woman's bad side anymore!'
