Chapter 429: Go Swimming
Frank Morgan said unflinchingly, "I will get to the bottom of this!"
Claire Sinclair: "..."
Frank Morgan gave her one last look, then turned and went upstairs.
Faye Dean quickly ran downstairs and flopped down beside Claire Sinclair. "Claire, we finally have the place to ourselves!"
"But it’s getting late. Aren’t you tired?" Claire Sinclair was very considerate; Faye was usually asleep by this hour, and she was worried her friend was getting drowsy.
Faye Dean said dismissively, "Tired? Who’s tired? Let’s figure out what we’re doing tomorrow. Is there anywhere you want to go?"
Claire Sinclair shook her head honestly. "You know me. Other than the class graduation trip, I’ve never really traveled for fun. I don’t have any ideas at all."
"You’re really... Oh, I’ve got it! Let’s go to the beach tomorrow! We’ll go to Ysilia Island. It’s like summer there all year round. I’ll take you swimming!"
"But I don’t know how to swim..."
"I can teach you!"
"But I didn’t bring a swimsuit..."
"We’ll just buy one when we get there. So it’s settled! We’re going swimming on Ysilia Island tomorrow!"
And just like that, Faye Dean had single-handedly decided their plans for the next day.
Claire Sinclair raised an eyebrow. ’I’ve never worn a swimsuit in public before.’ She felt her cheeks flush just thinking about it.
’But Faye really wants to go, and I’ve never been to the beach before. Going for a swim might be nice.’
In the end, Claire Sinclair made up her mind. They would go to Ysilia Island tomorrow.
「That night.」
Claire Sinclair lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.
She finally gave up, picked up her phone, and sent a text to a certain someone: Mr. Quincy, Faye and I decided to go swimming at Ysilia Island tomorrow.
Adrian Quincy: Tomorrow?
Clairebear: Mhm.
Adrian Quincy: Mm.
’What does ’Mm’ mean?’
Claire Sinclair couldn’t resist asking.
Clairebear: Does that mean you approve?
Adrian Quincy: Have fun.
Clairebear: We will!
Adrian Quincy: Don’t wear anything too revealing.
Clairebear: I won’t!
Adrian Quincy: Alright.
Clairebear: I’m going to bed then.
But after sending it, she couldn’t resist adding one more message.
Clairebear: What are you doing?
Adrian Quincy: Thinking of you.
Clairebear: ...
’What was that supposed to mean?’
’Okay, fine. She missed him a little too. But they’d been apart for less than a day! How could she be this attached already?’
Claire Sinclair steeled herself and sent a firm reply.
Clairebear: You need to get some sleep. I know you have a packed schedule. Make sure you rest, and don’t get too tired.
Adrian Quincy: Can’t sleep thinking of you.
Clairebear: Even if you say that, I’m not coming over.
Adrian Quincy: Go to sleep. Good night.
’In the end, he was the one to end the conversation.’
Claire Sinclair felt a pang of disappointment. She put her phone down and tried to sleep, tossing and turning for a long time before finally drifting off.
「The next day.」
Faye Dean hauled Claire Sinclair out of bed first thing in the morning, dragged her to the bathroom to get ready, and even personally slathered sunscreen on her. Finally, the two of them headed out, buzzing with excitement.
After a two-and-a-half-hour flight, they arrived on Ysilia Island right on time at 11:30 AM.
The very first thing they did after landing was go to a duty-free shop, where Faye Dean personally picked out a cute yet sexy pink swimsuit for Claire Sinclair.
Although Claire Sinclair felt the swimsuit was far too revealing, it was the most conservative option among all the cute ones in the store. The rest were either old-fashioned or just plain tacky.
At the end of the day, she was still a girl who appreciated pretty things, so Claire Sinclair finally relented.
After stashing their clothes and luggage, the two of them eagerly ran out to the beach. Faye Dean seemed even more excited; the moment she jumped into the ocean, she swam off and disappeared, leaving Claire Sinclair standing alone on the shore.