Adrian Quincy turned a deaf ear.
'It was precisely because it was late that he had to go himself. Otherwise, she would only drift further and further away.'
Left with no other choice, Aiden Howkins had to follow him.
Before he left, he shot Nancy Lockwood a look.
Nancy Lockwood nodded in understanding. 'Before she officially resigned, she could still risk it all for Young Master Quincy one last time.'
...
When Adrian Quincy arrived at the door, Helen Wallace seemed to pop out of nowhere, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "Young Master Quincy, can't resist a pretty face, can you?"
Adrian Quincy shot her a cold glance and said in a low voice, "Cut the crap."
Helen Wallace shrugged and got into his private car.
Aiden Howkins was in the driver's seat, driving personally.
Their destination was The Caspian International Grand Hotel.
Inside the presidential suite, three or four empty red wine bottles lay on the balcony.
