I Married the President-Chapter 66: Toxic Chicken Soup
Her ecstatic expression was just like that of a young wife eagerly awaiting her husband’s return from a business trip.
Adrian Quincy changed into his slippers and walked over. "Just make something simple. Have you eaten?"
"Yeah, I only had a little bit. I’ll go make something simple for you. It’ll be quick."
"..."
Adrian Quincy was about to tell her not to rush, but she had already disappeared into the kitchen.
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a business card on the table. When he saw the name, his brow furrowed slightly, but then his lips curled into a devilish smirk.
A few minutes later, Claire Sinclair walked into the dining room carrying a bowl of noodles. "Mr. Quincy, I made some noodles. Will that be alright?"
Adrian Quincy walked into the dining room and glanced at the freshly made noodles.
A few green vegetables, an egg, and several slices of tomato. It looked simple, yet very appetizing.
Adrian Quincy sat at the dining table, picked up his chopsticks, and took a bite before asking, "Did you just have noodles for dinner?"
"Er... noodles are easy to cook, and they don’t go to waste."
"It tastes good."
’Of course it does! My cooking might be terrible, but my noodles are top-notch.’
Adrian Quincy didn’t say anything more and just focused on eating his noodles.
Claire Sinclair sat across from him, admiring the man’s elegant table manners.
’How can this guy look so gentlemanly just eating noodles? He’s a perfect demonstration of what innate dignity looks like. So easy on the eyes...’
Sensing her unabashed gaze, Adrian Quincy suddenly looked up, his eyes meeting hers before she could look away. "How was your interview today?"
"Er, well, I passed."
"Henry Hartwell is quite good. You can learn a lot from him."
"You know Teacher Hartwell?"
"We’ve met a few times."
Claire Sinclair was ecstatic. "I had no idea you were so well-connected! Teacher Hartwell is truly a remarkable man. To be so gracious even after being demoted... I really admire people like him who aren’t afraid of the powerful."
"Demoted?" Adrian Quincy’s interest was piqued.
Claire Sinclair asked in return, "Quincy Manor doesn’t get involved in the governor’s affairs, right?"
Adrian Quincy nodded.
Only then did Claire Sinclair feel safe enough to vent. "Okay, that’s a relief. Let me tell you, during the interview today, Governor Lockwood’s daughter was also there. But Astoria Daily didn’t hire her, so she just casually called the governor, and Teacher Hartwell got demoted! My offer was almost rescinded, too. Luckily, Teacher Hartwell saved my position, but he wants me to stick with him in the entertainment section for now."
After a brief pause, Claire Sinclair couldn’t help but sigh. "I don’t know how long I’ll have to stay in the entertainment section. Facing celebrity gossip all day... I don’t think I’ll last long."
After listening to her mix of venting and tattling, Adrian Quincy’s profound gaze remained impassive.
"There are bad apples everywhere. You’ll see more of it in the future."
"I thought Astoria Daily wouldn’t be so corrupt, but it turns out it’s just like everywhere else..."
Disappointment washed over Claire Sinclair’s face. Unfortunately, she had already given Teacher Hartwell her word and couldn’t go back on it.
As if seeing right through her, Adrian Quincy said in a deep voice, "Only by making yourself invulnerable will you avoid being corrupted by the rot."
"Your words are toxic," Claire Sinclair said, giving him an odd look.
’This guy serves up his own brand of "chicken soup for the soul," except it’s always the poisonous kind.’
Adrian Quincy said nonchalantly, "You can tell me if you run into any trouble in the future."
"It’s no use telling you. Quincy Manor doesn’t deal with this kind of crap..." Claire Sinclair muttered under her breath.
’I’ve told him so much already, and he had no reaction at all. I’ll just treat this as a way to vent. It’s better than keeping it all bottled up with no one to talk to.’
