Claire Sinclair thought of a good idea, so she ran to find Henry Hartwell. "Teacher Hartwell, I think I heard someone say you have an advanced photographer's certification..."
Henry Hartwell raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"None of my colleagues are willing to help, and besides, I don't trust their photography skills. So, I was hoping you could help me. We just need to take a few pictures, that's all. It's very simple."
Henry Hartwell understood her meaning in an instant and smiled. "How are you planning to shoot it?"
"However makes him look most handsome!"
"Young Master Quincy has never even opened his phone's camera. You think he'll let you take his picture?"
"Well... I'll go over and discuss it with him tonight. He'll probably agree, right?"
'He probably will, right?'
Claire Sinclair wasn't too sure herself. She could only go back and give it a try.
'If he won't agree, then my only option is to seduce him...'
