Chapter 749: Killing Callie is Like Taking My Life

Callie wanted to say something but stopped when she saw the man's wet hair tips. On the highway, the headlights shone ahead, but there was no one to meet them. Instead, a row of cars blocked the way— Black vehicles parked neatly, appearing especially solemn and dignified under the rain. Jaquan exhaled slowly, trying to reverse, but the way behind was also blocked. Men in suits stood with their hands in front of them, lined up neatly, expressionless. "Jaquan—" A tall man wearing a mask got out of the car in the middle of the front row, standing quietly under a bodyguard's umbrella. It was Owen! Callie recognized him. Jaquan opened the car door but was held back by her worried grip on his sleeve. He gently shook his head and got out of the car. His sharp brows looked even more heroic under the rain. He shouted, "Owen, please spare her!" Owen, with his hands in his pockets, spoke clearly in the rainy night, "Jaquan, even you betray me." Jaquan held onto the car door, "This is