The state banquet was in two hours.
Claire Sinclair got off work early and returned to Evergreen Garden alone.
First, she took a shower, washed her hair, and blew it dry. Then, she walked to the wardrobe and took out the peony-embroidered qipao she had altered previously.
She let the bath towel drop, but before she could even put on her undergarments, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.
Claire Sinclair's heart tightened. 'Who could it be at this hour?'
'A thief, perhaps?'
'But if it were a thief, the home security system would have gone off.'
'Then… has he come back?'
Although Claire Sinclair had already guessed the answer, she still felt a little scared and re-wrapped the towel around herself.
The next second, the bedroom door opened.
A distinguished figure strode in with steady steps. When he saw the girl's soft, pale shoulders, a wave of heat instantly coursed through him.
