Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Invincible in the World
After the spokesperson was announced, there was still a new product launch, so the event was far from over.
Claire Sinclair didn’t want to be the center of attention, so she handed the contract to Teacher Hartwell and made an excuse to go to the restroom.
The women’s restroom was empty. After relieving herself, Claire Sinclair walked over to the sink and turned on the faucet to wash her hands.
As she washed her hands, her mind drifted a million miles away, and she paid no attention to the mirror.
She was completely unaware of the figure that had just appeared in the mirror behind her...
"Claire Sinclair!"
Claire Sinclair jumped. Seeing Phoebe Lockwood in the mirror, her expression instantly soured. "What do you want?"
Phoebe Lockwood’s gaze was fixed on the black suit Claire was wearing. "If I recall correctly, this suit belongs to Young Master Quincy, doesn’t it?"
Claire scoffed. "Is that any of your business?"
A spark of jealousy ignited in Phoebe Lockwood’s eyes as she demanded, "What is your relationship with Young Master Quincy?"
The accusatory tone grated on Claire Sinclair’s nerves, so she shot back in the same manner, "What do you *want* our relationship to be?"
Phoebe Lockwood dug her nails into her palms, desperately suppressing the rage and jealousy that threatened to make her lash out.
’That damn bitch. So what if she landed some worthless contract? Does she think she’s gone from rags to riches?’
’Heh... Trash will always be trash. Even if she gets rich overnight, she’ll never belong in high society. *I*, on the other hand, am from a truly prestigious family, a true aristocrat, a true lady!’
’Only I am worthy of the future king!’
These thoughts restored Phoebe Lockwood’s confidence. Her contempt for Claire Sinclair deepened, and her expression became even more arrogant and haughty.
"Let me tell you something. Young Master Quincy isn’t someone a commoner like you, with no status or background, can just get involved with. He’s destined to be a king, and the woman worthy of him must be his equal. You’d better know your place and stay far away from him, to save yourself the humiliation later."
"You make it sound like it would be your turn if I stayed away. Mr. Quincy isn’t interested in you either, is he?"
"You!" Phoebe Lockwood was furious, but then an idea struck her, and she laughed out loud. "Heh... With just one phone call, I can meet Young Master Quincy anytime I want. Can you?"
’Yeah, right.’
’I could make Adrian Quincy show up right now with a single call. Can *she*?’
Claire Sinclair retorted in her head but kept the words to herself.
Until she could stand on her own two feet, she refused to use his reputation and status to intimidate people. Only when she was strong enough in her own right would she be qualified to stand as his equal. Otherwise, even if she told everyone she was Mrs. Quincy, hardly anyone would believe her.
"Sure, you can. You’re so amazing. You’re invincible. Heh..." With a cryptic smile, Claire Sinclair turned to leave.
Phoebe Lockwood followed her out, her tone commanding. "Claire Sinclair, take off Young Master Quincy’s suit and give it to me. I’ll return it to him!"
That was the last straw. Claire Sinclair finally snapped, whipping around to confront her.
"Arrogance is a disease, Phoebe Lockwood. The mental hospital is always open for people like you. If you’re sick, go get treatment. Stop bothering me, will you?"
"You... you’re calling me crazy? You’re the one who’s crazy!" Phoebe Lockwood flew into a rage and lunged for the suit. "Give me the suit!"
Claire Sinclair took a step back, only to bump into a human wall without warning.
When she saw who it was, Phoebe Lockwood was utterly stunned.
