Chapter 829: Marilyn's Suicide

Callie was puzzled. "What do you mean?" "I mean, isn't he the heir of the Quinn family, a well-known figure? Your tone doesn't seem very appropriate." "What's inappropriate about it?" Callie understood. "When I first met him, he was just a pampered rich boy who was capable of nothing and needed people to coax him. He didn't even want to be the heir." She spoke as if she knew him very well, with a tone that revealed a mix of helplessness and some weariness. Regan fell into brief contemplation. It was only today, from their conversation, that she realized how familiar they were with each other. Very few people in this world dared to speak to Jamir like that, and Callie was one of them. "What are you thinking about?" Callie called her back to reality. "Your phone is ringing." Regan belatedly took her phone out of her bag and answered it. "What's wrong?" Whatever was said on the other end made Regan's face turn pale, and she stood up abruptly. "I'll be right back!" Callie also stoo